The Otherworld: How to Escape the Backrooms?

"Mm..."

Ginny let out a faint groan as her consciousness rose from the darkness.

She struggled to open her eyes, and her vision gradually cleared.

What came into view was a dizzying sight.

There was no sky here, nor was there any ground.

Everything was filled with flowing, ever-changing dark green.

"Where... is this?"

Ginny tried to sit up, only to discover that her hands had been bound behind her back.

"You're awake?"

A gentle female voice came from beside her.

Ginny turned her head and found three other people sitting nearby, all tightly bound as well.

Closest to her was a woman who looked to be around thirty-seven or thirty-eight, with shoulder-length chestnut hair and delicate features.

"Who are you...?" Ginny asked warily.

"My name is Milan. I was captured and brought here too."

She gestured with her eyes toward the other two.

"Your companions are all here."

Only then did Ginny see Kuma curled up on the other side of herself and Milan, his eyes tightly shut.

Ivankov was slumped beside Kuma, unconscious as well.

"Kuma! Ivan!"

"Wake up! Hurry and wake up!"

Seemingly hearing her calls, Kuma's body twitched. He let out a muffled groan and opened his eyes.

His gaze was somewhat unfocused as it swept across the bizarre space before finally settling on Ginny.

"Ginny... where is this...?"

"Ivan! Get up!" Ginny continued calling.

"So noisy... Who's calling me..." Ivankov muttered as he opened his eyes too.

He shook his head, then immediately widened his eyes once he saw their surroundings.

"Waaah! What the hell is this place?! That color is disgusting!"

The three quickly confirmed each other's condition.

Other than some slight discomfort, none of them were injured.

"We fell into a trap..." Kuma said in a deep voice, his tone filled with self-reproach.