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The Travellers

Two people stand in the same place.

One at the start,

the other at the end.


They both ponder what lays before their eyes.

The young, floating rocks and gasses in the blue.

The final sparks of matter in the darkness where the blue once was.

"To think everything comes from something so simple." She says.

"Why… go anywhere. If it all becomes this." He says.


The woman at the start knows everything.

The man at the end knows nothing.

"You're a beauty… My beauty. I think I know what I can do." She says. She vanishes.

"I suppose there's a silver lining to… who I've become. I should make the most of it." He says. He vanishes.


One day, the man will know everything.

One day, the woman will wish she never had.






Description

A dark blue pixelated void with some bright white disembodied lights in the centre.

A digital recreation of the Blue Channel's early years, before the formation of levels. A time-period at least one Traveller claims to have been alive for.

"Travellers" is a self-prescribed name for a small collection of humanoids of various ages, ethnicities, genders, and personalities. The only unifying factors are their shared history, enigmatic nature, and constant cropping up across the Backrooms. As of now, there are seven confirmed members.

Although outwardly human, both in external biology and clothing preferences, the seven members possess different characteristics that have been identified both by its members and by reviewing historical sources. They share the same, unknown ethos that compels them to repeatedly show up, usually on their own, with various groups in various levels. Sometimes, they attended events that are later recognised as historically important.

Though sometimes they exhibiting a curious dress sense or exaggerated personality traits, they act exactly as a regular human would. For times before photography, portraits, or documentation were commonplace, these people can be identified in fables, legends, and oral history through common personality traits, types of dress, or their behaviour.

While each Traveller is wholly different, they are all linked by one trait: their altruism. They oftentimes fight for the common man, even when working with the larger-than-life leaders of communities, and are known to randomly save people who are lost in the Backrooms. Not unlike the Red Knight.


I thought I was lost. I genuinely thought I was going to be in that arcade forever. I could use any of the cabinets and get anywhere, as many of the levels were ones I recognised, but they weren't putting me in places that I knew. And the door I came from in 4 was nowhere to be seen.

Then he found me. Some weird, bearded guy. He laughed at my situation, but not to belittle me. When I explained my story, he seemed enthralled, but somewhat detached from the gravity of it. He acted like I was telling a scary story around the campfire. But he helped me. We went to 11 via an arcade cabinet; he brought me to Base Beta with surprising ease, and then vanished away. I didn't get to thank him. Didn't even know his name.

Fletcher Jennings of the M.E.G. recounting his escape from Level 25, which was assisted by the First Traveller.

2017 CE.

Existence

A roughly cut, flat, shiny rainbow gemstone of primarily red with green in the bottom left. It is covered in dark grey inclusions, cracks, and is on a light grey surface.

An ammolite gem made of a dead prehistoric animal that no-clipped into the Backrooms and fossilised.1 The Travellers claim to have been present at the time it would've been alive, at a time when levels were more "basic."

Though existing for, at minimum, hundreds of thousands of years and being known individually by many groups, the extent of their existence and their wider group was only discovered in the late 40s when the G.P.D. was itemising and organising their extensive records. At their formation, the G.P.D. was given many historical records from other groups, and the sheer quantity of historical documentation they received meant they were swamped with things to organise.

During this time, around 1947, the G.P.D. began to notice a set of seven immortals constantly showing up throughout history. Though not unusual with people like Leo Castellos or certain entities, these ones were unique for coming and going between places at random, never naming themselves, and often finding ways to meddle or influence major groups. They also realised that the Travellers had visited them before they made the connection and, indeed, continued to visit them afterwards.

The G.P.D., M.E.G., and I.M.B.H. have all worked on and off to collect as much information about the Travellers as possible since their discovery, although for some time there has been a roadblock with finding out new information. New stories and moments they were present for have been found, but information like their home, name, potential species, age, and (most crucially) motive have never been discovered, even after some of them have been interviewed.

<Begin Recording at: 12:39>

Date: 31/08/18
Location: Level 4's Base Omega, hospitality centre.
Participants: Alex Patr and Holly Clove.

Alex Patr: Actually, before we wrap up here, I just want to ask… How did you know to find us? I didn't think someone like you would be able to find Base Omega.

Holly Clove: Oh! Well, someone helped me. They weren't part of the whole Level 100 story, so I didn't mention it. I do still get to call this place that, right?

Alex Patr: As long as it's not stuck in pending approval hell forever, yes. Erm, so some random good Samaritan helped you out? I'm not writing any of this down. I'm just curious.

Holly Clove: Yeah, yeah… A uh, just a person. He wasn't too thrilled about me calling him—err, them—mister.

Alex Patr: Did they have a name? Were they aligned with anyone?

Holy Clove: No, no allegiance… No name, too, weirdly. I asked, and they said they were just a traveller.

The tail-end of the interview with Holly Clove, then not yet a member of the M.E.G. However, she did join it not long after this interview. She was discussing her discovery of Level 100, the only time the level has been explored. The Seventh Traveller assisted her to Level 4 after she got lost for days after escaping it.

2018 CE.

Proposed abilities

Four noticeably wax or plastic cavemen figures stood in a fake cave around an unlit bundle of sticks. They all wear fur shorts, even the only female one at the right, who also has a child clung to her leg.

A diorama of cavemen from the Frontrooms. More than one Traveller has claimed to have met early man in their past.

As they share a goal and some behaviours, it has been assumed that the abilities one Traveller has are applicable to all seven.

All Travellers are immortal, perhaps multiple billions of years old. One Traveller has mentioned seeing the Backrooms before levels existed, and more than one has seen no-clipped human ancestors, hunter-gatherers in outdoor levels, and even the early adoption of fire. It has been proposed that the physical appearance of a Traveller changes to fit the current dominant sentient species of the Backrooms, though no evidence exists of this fact. This hypothesis only serves as an explanation for how a human/human-looking person could exist billions of years before multicellular life. Any cave scrawling believed to depict the Travellers lacks details to tell if they resemble modern humans or the relevant ancestor.

When a Traveller stays anywhere for an extended period of time, they do need to wash, shave, and trim their hair, indicating that their body operates the same as a human's, and their looks are not something supernatural, which has ruled out Travellers being avatars.2 They do change their clothes depending on where they're going, although they all have their preferences.

All Travellers can also survive almost any wound, no matter how fatal. At least one Traveller has been shot, many have been fought, and some have commented about previous daring stunts they have done that would result in sure death for a human.

It has been posited that they use an object like Babel Balm, or have some anomalous or psionic way of making people understand what they say, no matter the languages they know. When Travellers have been interviewed, such questions have not been asked. Such abilities could allow for Travellers to speak to entities or ancient humans that lack a language.

The most contested ability that Travellers have, with only circumstantial evidence supporting it, is a level of omnipotence or temporal sixth sense of the immediate future. In especially heated arguments at crucial historical events, a Traveller threatens individuals with the "potential implications" of their decisions or reassures people by telling them the outcomes of expeditions, battles, etc. with a high level of accuracy. Although whether this is due to an actual sixth sense or their ability to plan long-term is unknown.

"I-I was punched down within an inch of my life. I really had no idea how bad these people were until that point. I saw them roughing up others all the time, but I thought I was… outside of that. Different from the rest of the 'riff-raff' or whatever. Then you miss a single payment and you learn just how little you matter. No matter your loyalty."

He fidgeted with his hands, then. His fingertips felt the aged golden band around his ring finger, twisting it as some kind of relaxant. Something to ground him. I could tell from his eyes that he almost thought he was back in that dingy room. Nobody there, nobody around. A senseless murder of a man in need, the cause never to be discovered.

"But then that man… that strange man showed up. He tried to be peaceful with them, which didn't work at all, because they beat him even worse than they beat me. Things are- were bl-bleary. I don't remember much. I just assumed they all thought we were both dead and left us. Then… he got up, and he offered his hand to me. His nose and mouth were bleeding, and both his eyes were swollen, but the way he looked at me… It was like he was in tip-top health."

I asked him if he was.

"Well, with the way he carried me for four hours straight to the closest community, I genuinely think he might've been."

Ex-criminal and recovering drug addict Alexis Taylor recounting his final interaction with his criminal gang on the 14th of February, 1979. He was saved by the Third Traveller and went on to recount his story in the 1983 Leaders best seller "The Underground of Our Other World" by Sarah Taylor. Then named Sarah Mary.

1983 CE.

Individuals

As much as the Travellers attempt to avoid the eye of documentation, they have still appeared throughout history enough to be understood on a surface level. Although new historical information is always being found, the current Travellers list is organised in ascending order from when they first made a mark on the Backrooms.

First Traveller

A party populated by average looking people inside a beige-pink coloured office. Many lights are off, there are a few helium balloons, and there are tables with white table cloths over them. At the back wall is a man sat on one of these tables with a red circle drawn around him.

The First Traveller when he was spotted in April of 2020. It was hosted by the M.E.G. to celebrate an expansion of Base Beta. His presence was only recognised after the fact.

Earliest presence: Approximately 6,000,000,000 BCE (supposedly)

First photographed: 1876 CE

Latest presence: 2021 CE

Last photographed: 2020 CE

A loud and sometimes blunt individual, the First Traveller is male with a stocky but not entirely short appearance. He usually has short hair and a light beard and dresses in working-class garb of the era.

Although not believed by any organisation for a number of logistical issues, the First Traveller made an offhand comment to a member of Poli's Unified Group3 about having seen the Backrooms in its earliest, pre-human days. Catalogued in the diary of this individual, he'd met a "new group member from the Second City" to work with him on a Level 10 archaeological dig.

During the dig, the topic of ancient history naturally arose, to which the Traveller casually said that "billions of years ago" the Backrooms was nothing more than "clumps of non-Euclidean asteroids," along commenting that "There's not much to do there, believe me." He then told the individual to forget such information. As the First Traveller is frequently a non-malicious, sarcastic joker, sometimes at others' expense, it is unknown if he was being serious. Although other Travellers have been known to comment on the emptiness of the Blue Channel's early days, it is not known what its infancy looked like outside of their claims, and as such cannot be verified.

His first confirmed interactions are known to have occurred with Tikal, the retroactive first king and first ruler of the Lost. He suggested Tikal live in Nua after he developed what is now realised as cancer, specifically because that city disabled his slowclock. With it gone, he would be able to pass on quicker and in less pain. He appeared at Tikal's new home on and off for a great many years, usually bringing gifts and making the old man laugh until his demise. A speciality of the First Traveller.


Excluding, perhaps, the Seventh Traveller, the First Traveller is the most prominent in the modern day. He has been spotted multiple times in densely populated communities and usually winks or waves at those who seem to recognise him. However, he has always evaded questioning or interviews. He was even able to weasel his way out of being interviewed with Overseer-C of the M.E.G., despite Andrew Donovan considering him a good acquaintance.

Despite his jovial and boisterous attitude, he is known to use his high volume aggressively when the time demands. More than one friendship with kings of the Coalition of New Royalty in the 11th century were broken by him hurling abuse over the treatment of the poor, executions of any kind, or even mundane things like establishing trade routes or alliances.

The Backforums

Enjoy your stay…

OBKatZ: You and him did drunk karaoke.

AyDonny: Ye

AyDonny: :)

OBKatZ: You had a literal, actual Traveller at your fingertips and you did drunk karaoke together.

AyDonny: Ye

OBKatZ: And then he vanished.

AyDonny: It wasnt my finest work i admit

OBKatZ: You are so stupid.

AyDonny: Therell be other chances!

AyDonny: U still care abt me right

AyDonny: Kit-Kat?

A discussion between Overseer-C Andrew Donovan (AyDonny) and Overseer-B Kat Zimals (OBKatZ) about Andrew Donovan's drunk bender with the First Traveller in Level 750.

2019 CE.

Second Traveller

An oval sepia photograph of three children on a wooden platform connected to another building. The youngest (centre) is on a wheelchair, and the other two (leftmost being the eldest) are standing. Behind them is woman in a fancy, dark dress with an adorned, big hat. She his hitting the boy on the right to stop him misbehaving.

The Second Traveller acting as a caretaker for sick, disabled, and orphaned children in Level 4. In 1902, the level resembled a workhouse and was used as such by organisations of the era.

Earliest presence: Circa 300,000 BCE (supposedly)

First photographed: 1902 CE

Latest presence: 1992 CE

Last photographed: 1942 CE

The Second Traveller, inversely to the first, is prim and proper to the point of annoyance. She wears high-end and expensive clothes of the era, and although she carries out the same assumed mission statement as her peers, there has been a consistently described air of snobbish reluctance to everything she does.

Although the earliest known interaction with the Second Traveller and the Backrooms is, according to her, with our early ancestors, many pre-Lost documents and artworks depicting a posh, wealthy-looking woman appearing from nowhere are believed to be of her. Although the events have been warped by centuries of storytelling, a parable about the Second Traveller depicts her appearing to a community in the 13th century BCE, draped in the finest silk robes and adorned with jewellery across much of her body.

Although she carried herself pompously and even directed the townsfolk on how to clean up the grubby town and improve hygiene, she ultimately made a fool of herself by trying and failing to quell worries about an oncoming entity. She panicked, threatened people, and even attempted to flee before being stopped by the townspeople to help defend the town with them. While panicking madly, the unknown entity finally arrived at the community, only to be a harmless ancestor species of a Blub Cat.


Despite her behaviour, she still acts helpful wherever she chooses to go. Similar to the Fourth Traveller, but never as often, she will stay with people or groups for weeks or sometimes months at a time. While sometimes she does this to fix a large-scale issue or problem, she has no qualms living with everyday people and taking on odd jobs for the community. When living with groups who cared little for their worst-off inhabitants, she would provide food, shelter, medical assistance, or childcare.

None of this is to say her personality shifts when she acts helpful, as she still keeps her manners and cleanliness as the utmost priority at all times. Especially when dealing with children. Her snobbish attitudes always show off first to anyone she meets, which explains a great many stories of mysterious "annoying women" showing up at summits and talks between Backrooms groups of centuries past, but she seems to never intentionally irritate anybody.


Curiously, the Second Traveller has not been spotted since the turn of the millennium, and her appearances diminished since the start of the 20th century. She has not interacted with any contemporary groups, no stories from random wanderers seem to be about her, and she has not shown her face directly either. It has been raised that since the appearance of fancy and normal clothing has blurred in the modern day, she may be harder to spot and living amongst a group. However, no investigation has been conducted into this claim.

James Agrias: Are you out of your mind?! I'm not going down this pit!

Administrator: You have to, James. This is your job. You've described the place as-

James Agrias: Yes, it looks fine. I'm looking down to green rolling hills with pretty… weird but inviting looking houses. But it's a drop, you moron! I'm not going to be able to explore this scene as a jam splat on the ground!

Administrator: This… Yes, but the Hub does not usually generate things like this. So-

Civilian: What on Earth is going on here?

James Agrias: What-? Who are-

Civilian: You know, I figured this scene was simple enough to understand. You come here, you find a door to a world you want, and you leave. Why are you standing there hesitating like that?

A young woman had appeared behind James Agrias, dressed in surprisingly clean clothes. Expensive flared jeans, a sleeveless turtleneck jumper, a leather jacket, a black newsboy hat, and black-framed sunglasses painted the appearance of someone incredibly pristine. She twirled an umbrella, using it as a support as she stood opposite James and the hole.

James Agrias: Who are you, ma'am? Are you lost? You look like you're from 09.9.

Civilian: Hoo, no, no… I like the place, but I'm not from there.

James Agrias: Then why are you dressed so…

James briskly shakes his head.

James Agrias: No. Look, you need to go, alright? I'm sure you can tell, but exits like these aren't typical here. It could be dangerous for a civilian.

Civilian: I'm a civilian, am I? Hmph. I like to think of myself as more than that.

The fancy woman walks over, pulling down the brim of her hat and looking at James over her sunglasses. She catches his eye and then looks down into the hole.

Civilian: Looks nice down there.

James Agrias: Looks can be deceiving, ma'am. There could be anything down there. And I have no idea if I'll survive the fall.

Civilian: Oh, you will… Those hills and houses are unmistakeable. Not been there in a while. Err, sort of. Technically. Oh, whatever, you don't care.

James Agrias: I… What are you talking about?

Civilian: Nothing important.

The woman puts both her hands on her umbrella, leaning forward with it to look down the hole.

Civilian: Let's go together, shall we? It can be an adventure.

James Agrias: What? No! You're a civilian, not a field researcher. It's not permitted, and you'd be in danger.

Civilian: Hah! You're a wuss.

The civilian rests her right elbow down on the underside of her umbrella's handle, taking out a rubber medical glove from her jacket pocket. Tightly pulling it onto her left hand, she used her gloved hand to suddenly shove James into the hole. He screamed loudly as he vanished through it, and the woman looked down, watching him land gently on the grass. She followed him down.

An archived transcript of a conversation between a Leaders field researcher in the Hub and the Second Traveller. She found James Agrias at random while exploring the Hub and later went on a two-day-long quest through what is now known as Level 94 with him.

1992 CE.

Third Traveller

The reflection of a pale, wiry man in the dark metal of an elevator. The image is looking up at waist height. His fringe is balding, he has rectangle glasses, and a handlebar moustache.

A phone photograph of the Third Traveller, accidentally snapped by a hotel guest at a Backrooms Travel Agency location while leaving. The photo surfaced years after it was taken.

Earliest presence: Circa 12th century BCE (believed)

First photographed: 1923 CE

Latest presence: 2021 CE

Last photographed: 2004 CE

Described as stick-thin throughout all of his historical data, the Third Traveller acts cold and distant and is frequently dressed in cloaks, trench coats, or similar early-history analogues. As he operates the most covertly, there is little known or catalogued about the Third Traveller, and his only known picture in the 21st century was captured accidentally.

Of the seven, 'vigilante' describes the Third Traveller best. He is the most known to save people at random from gangs, entity attacks, or dangerous levels. He also seldom works with others, choosing to work alone and carry out whatever he desires to in secret. Occasionally, these covert operations are incredibly grand in scale. Although the lack of a footprint he leaves makes it difficult to confirm, it has been theorised that he brought down the last big civilisation before the Lost, as that slave-run empire collapsed almost overnight from a viral disease outbreak that could not have come from any natural source.

Indeed, the Third Traveller's methods are much more brutal and lethal than others. Though he has never killed with his own hands, to our knowledge, his actions have led to the deaths or assassinations of many Iron Fist figureheads, scandals through the Coalition of New Royalty, and he nearly revealed the secret identity of the Leaders' second-generation figurehead: E.C.

The Third Traveller also seems to use their potential healing factor to the best of his abilities. He has repeatedly been known to get into dangerous situations but rarely ever raises his fists or a weapon. As such, he has been bruised, punched, stabbed, slashed, and even shot on more than one occasion, only to later walk off the entire ordeal, sometimes before everything had fully healed. Many of those stories come from mythologised Lost accounts, and as such it is unknown to what degree they are true.


Most recently, the Third Traveller was spotted in Level 70, staying in a hotel overnight at a Backrooms Travel Agency location. His face was accidentally photographed by the man on the elevator with him, providing the fourth ever photograph of the Third Traveller since 1993. What he intended to do on Level 70 is unknown, or if he had done something the day prior, but since his discovery was close to 20 years ago, it can be presumed it either failed or was not as grandiose as his usual schemes.














The great fire of the Capital's Capital Building, which occurred on August 5th, 1575. It brought a sudden end to one of the worst leaderships the Level 11 community ever experienced, being rife with discrimination, slavery, and capital punishment. The Third Traveller is all but confirmed to have been behind it. According to the artist, who painted this piece two years after the incident, the fire was so great it covered the sky in soot.

1577 CE.

Fourth Traveller

Black and white. Four men stand in the corner of the room, in front of some patio doors and flanked by a wall candelabra and a flower pot on a table. They all wear suits, and three of the four wear glasses. The Leftmost man is circled red.

The Fourth Traveller photographed celebrating with original Leaders figureheads at a peace summit after-party.

Earliest presence: 990 BCE

First photographed: 1974 CE

Latest presence: 2013 CE

Last photographed: 2013 CE

Having a more aged appearance than all other Travellers, modern depictions of the Fourth Traveller's personality describe him as a businessman, and historical records describe him in similar but less exact terms. He's confident, cocky, and frequently a negotiator between many political leaders.

Of the Travellers, the Fourth Traveller is the most hands-on with humans. His earliest recorded actions in the Backrooms are owning some considerable property with the Lost between 990 BCE and 900 BCE. During this time, he went from being listed as an "unnamed taxpayer" to a "H. Traveller." Although this is the closest anyone has ever come to a name for any Traveller, it is an obvious pseudonym. The "H." is not believed to stand for anything, as it appears to be the usual letter used in place of a signature or fake name for all Travellers.

He acted as a mediator in many disagreements between landowners and residents across the decades, becoming known in Hoofstad and the now-lost city of Seli. Though he denied being promoted into actual government ranks to assist in such matters on a broader scale. The Fourth Traveller displays a curious mix of humility and grouchiness, where he is usually complaining to someone about something, but never about his own issues, and rarely does he make any topic about himself unless in dire situations he needs to take charge of.

After leaving the Lost, his longest recorded stay in any one place, in 900 BCE, he seemed to jump from community to community. He assisted in the local councils of the four communities of Level 132, lived on various floors of Level 17-ID for decades, and worked with Backrooms Robotics4 for an equal amount of time as an inventor and scholar.

It is believed he enjoys playing up his dedication when he stays with groups, as while he would grow out his hair and beard in some instances, he would keep such a look only with one group. While staying with the Backrooms Robotics, for instance, he had an incredibly long beard and an unkempt appearance from working so hard. While at the same time he lived with people in Level 9, helping them leave the rapidly devolving level, and was clean-shaven and well-groomed.


Rather unceremoniously, the latest encounter with the Fourth Traveller occurred in a random passing. While a member of the G.P.D. was meeting up with a friend on Level 209, she5 and her friend noticed him fussing at the till of the chip shop they were in. Not wishing him to provoke the Faceling at the till, they approached to help him and chatted momentarily afterwards. It was only after that they realised who he was.

Curiously, since the 21st century, the Fourth Traveller has had a particular affinity for the museum of Level 222. Though all members of the Travellers have been spotted at the venue, sometimes centuries ago, the fourth one visits the most. He seldom interacts with the museum's owner, seemingly avoiding him, but the clothing exhibit in particular interests him more than others. Other travellers have shown varying levels of interest in the area before, particularly the Second Traveller.

The Leading Times


Peace! (again)

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These hard-working bureaucrats certainly deserve a day off! The only time in their life they ever do. Get a pint down on Green Avenue!


What even is an "Automoville"?

Automoville—or "Emstable"—is a beast becoming known to, frighteningly, more and more people. Its origins are not fully known; it started out as just any old little community too afraid or too incompatible to join with us or others.
They existed before us, sometime in 1925 to our best estimation, and attempted to be a giant to the likes of the Leaders, but failed. Many point to the wrong locale being a main factor. Back in the day, multi-storey car parks were brand new and rare and interesting, but nowadays they are a hellish nightmare beaten only by these scenes themselves.
So, why do tired politicians and computer key punchers need to attend yet another droning peace summit, lest we somehow feel their wrath?
Much like the prime, hard-working American livestock farmers keep their livestock back home, the people of Automoville are kept inside tight conditions and, for a lack of a better term, bred for efficiency. Across their nearly forty floors are conditions not unlike Earth's Kowloon Walled City in China. Their residents are worked to the bone and kept in cramped conditions that are ever expanding to make way for the next batch of children.
Indeed, much like that country, Automoville is a politically stubborn mule. They refuse basically any compromise, wanting a lot of resources from us to ensure that we stay allies in a "turbulent future." E.C. has considered this a threat, and who wouldn't? We were being coerced into an alliance.
If it were not for a strange newcomer to the summit, it is feared that things would have gone horribly. An older man, naming himself only "Mr. H" or a "Traveller," stepped in alongside E.C.'s most trusted representatives at the hearing in Scene-01.1. and was able to deflate and realise the unrealistic wants of Atlas Poli, Sedgewick Davis, and Roark Arlo into something reasonable. If Emstable is able to make a name for itself as a hostile force, we at least now have some kind of alliance with them at little detriment to us.
His speech was a curious blend of the verbose and the incredibly simple. He detailed potential ramifications of us being enemies; you'd think he'd have lived that potentiality himself, and yet he also spoke on the unfeasibility of the demands from E.C.
From there, the three

Page 5.

A segment of the front page of "The Leading Times," the prime broadsheet newspaper of the Leaders between 1979 and 1997. Despite being founded in Scene-09.9, therefore meaning its offices and databases were destroyed in 1997 along with the level itself, the newspaper was distributed across levels. This piece, written on October 9th, 1985, details a peace summit with the ever-growing threat that was Automoville. Already passing around the name "Emstable" its contemporary name, they wanted to coerce the Leaders into a trade deal that would see a considerable sum of supplies donated to them annually, alongside other demands to ensure that the Leaders were never targeted by Emstable. The Fourth Traveller attended the discussion and found a deal that, however indirectly, led to the war in 1993.

1985 CE.

Fifth Traveller

Dozens and dozens of people stood in a high-ceiling office, looking up high at a camera mounted onto the ceiling and tilted at an angle. They are all posing and smiling, and a red circle is around one individual at the bottom right in a red shirt.

The Fifth Traveller spotted among a group photograph of the entirety of the B.N.T.G.'s Office Space EL3A staff. The B.N.T.G. has no logs of his employment.

Earliest presence: Circa 400 BCE

First photographed: 1974 CE

Latest presence: 2019 CE

Last photographed: 2018 CE

Described anywhere from an "introverted scholar" to a "skinny dweeb," the Fifth Traveller is a tall and thin individual, usually clad in basic clothes. As his nicknames portray, this Traveller has a meek and shy personality and rarely shows up in photographs. Although he is one of only two Travellers to be interviewed by the M.E.G., he outright refuses photography.

As a more nerdy, introverted type, many of his interactions in the past are behind closed doors, with scribes, or otherwise just away from the spotlight. As such, a lot of his work has gone unseen and lost to history. He has been noted in reports as early as 400 BCE, where he—listed as "Mr. H"—denied a considerable pay for spending a week straight organising Hoofstad's main monarchical library. He disappeared afterwards.

As he has an unremarkable appearance and did unremarkable work for the Lost and other groups, he was never recognised on subsequent visits. Any mentions of unnamed people doing commission bureaucratic work or writing have been tied to him, and it seems many groups have unknowingly relied on his work to remain operational.


He is thought to be one of the most active and prolific Travellers, though most of his work goes without credit. Many anonymous G.P.D., Leaders, M.E.G., B.N.T.G., and even U.E.C. edits are believed to come from him, especially ones that are well researched with sources for his revisions to levels, entities, or historical pages.

Most recently, he was part of a big B.N.T.G. mission that re-entered Level 2 after its blackout ended with the intention of reclaiming Office Space EL3A. Though he was not on the entity combat team, he worked tirelessly and uncredited with many actual B.N.T.G. employees to restore the hardware and get the software back up and running. He partook in the group photo once the operation was finished and was recognised once the image went up on public forums.

Although it is believed he had some plans to do something the following year when he showed up in Base Omega, he was detained in an unused room for interview after he was recognised by Omega's archivists.

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-1 inaccurate events

Anonymous User 13 Feb 2018, 22:19

I might go through your article and change up a lot, as even looking past some SPaG issues, I noticed inaccuracies with the chain of events you've described here.

First off, Level 82 was not discovered in 2012. By the M.E.G (key distinction you have missed), yes, it was. However, records indicate that its use dates back to at least 1811. It was used by many residents of Level 11's capital as a secondary trade market during dry import periods. You could have utilised this fact to discuss how the level looked in centuries past and how the level is always 200 or so years behind architecturally. But no, you looked at things through an exclusively 21st century lens. Look at where it got you.

Secondly, I […]

An excerpt of an archived review on a previous draft of Level 82. The fact it came from an anonymous poster, the detail, and the fact the level was rewritten anonymously within 72 hours point to this being from the Fifth Traveller.

2018 CE.

Sixth Traveller

A woman in a medical shirt and hair wrap picking up a multitude of scissors from many racks, holding them in her left hand and picking them in her right.

The Sixth Traveller in 1964 grabbing multiple iris scissors to teach future Slam City doctors ophthalmic surgery and to let them try it on bodies.

Earliest presence: Circa 30 BCE

First photographed: 1949 CE

Latest presence: 2012 CE

Last photographed: 1966 CE

Depending on whether she is interacted with in a professional or personal setting, the Sixth Traveller is either a no-nonsense, strict woman or a kind, reserved, and friendly individual. Of the seven, she seems to have the most medical knowledge and frequently shows up at times of disease, sometimes bringing with her anomalous medical supplies and supplements. Due to being more relaxed and shy when not working, most images and stories of her are when she is carrying out work for other groups or saving lives, and therefore she is mostly known for her professional persona.

The earliest account of her medical altruism comes from one of her few visits to the Lost. She, against all current medical knowledge and current anomalous items, was able to save Yosef—the 6th king and 11th ruler of the Lost—from Liquid Pain poisoning. Utilising medical tools and medication still not discovered today, his body was able to fight the overproduction of hydrochloric acid in his stomach and survive.

Curiously, when she reappeared back in Hoofstad 15 years after the incident, she seemed to downplay the miracle entirely. She was warmly welcomed to the capital building by Yosef, much to her recorded hesitation, and seemed to barely remember any details, even misremembering some portions.


In 2012, while Base Alpha of the M.E.G. was still being established, she showed up out of the blue and assisted in the development of the Anemoia civilian wing, helping establish a hospital in it. She was, as her professional persona has always documented her to be, grouchy and work-focused.

While her actions have been more altruistic than, perhaps, other members of this group, she has, at times, denied assistance. She has failed to save others6 and partaken in potentially manipulative conversation with secondary figureheads in historically important societies—swaying actions that had ramifications for decades.

The most infamous documented example of this fact was the death of Joan Mary, who no-clipped into the Backrooms alongside Helen Meanwood and Kelly Aitken, the founders of the General Public Database. Infamously being killed by a Smiler in Level 3, the lack of communication between the three spurred creation of the Backrooms-wide radio network. This accidentally led to the discovery of sending physical data across Wi-Fi, and the foundation of the G.P.D.'s archives.

While assisting them with writing medical articles in 1950, the Sixth Traveller let slip to Helen and Kelly details of the death unknown to the pair while describing how brilliant the three of them could have been. After pressure and threat from the pair, she came clean that she left Joan to die upon finding her crawling across Level 3's ground.

The General Public Database

Transcript 04/07/52

Written by Helen Meanwood from an encounter earlier today. Conversation paraphrased.





Data 1 - Library, non-fiction, 16+ English-written wing
Helen Meanwood was carrying a trolley packed full of books to be itemised. Although the Bookworm Initiative on Urban 1 graciously donated these books to the General Public Database, they used a particularly unscrupulous method for itemising them. That being they had none. She was putting away a handful of the books for mid-teenagers in the relevant area, having to go up and down the various bookshelves to do so.

Helen "'Teenagers'… We're inventing words for anything nowadays."

She puts away two books, but spots someone out of the corner of her eye. Not an employee, not a group looking to drop off garbage, it was

Traveller "Okay… later time. G.P.D., right?"

Helen "What are you doing here?"

Traveller "Am I not supposed to be here? Listen, it's a long story. I just need somewhere to just… exist for a while. Does that make sense?"

Helen "How DARE you come back!

Traveller "What?"

Helen "Don't you 'what' me, woman! You have nerve! Some real nerve!"

Traveller "Great… What did I do this time?"

Helen broils over, rightly, in anger. She picks up a book and throws it at the Traveller's head. The Traveller steps back and raises her arms to block it, and the spine bounces off her forearm onto the floor.

Helen "You don't get to just leave my… my friend to die, and then stroll back like this! Get OUT!"

Helen throws another book at the woman, and then yet another. The final thrown book she does not try to block, instead taking it with a grunt as it bounced off her shoulder. The Traveller looked bitter and upset, her eyes surprisingly wet and prone to dripping. Helen paused, confused and momentarily regretful. Momentarily.

Traveller "Fuck you."

Helen "Language!"

Traveller "Fuck your sensibilities, too. You just had to say all that, huh? Great, real nice. Looking forward to that. Why does this keep happening to me?!"

The Traveller shouts, throwing her arms violently to a bookshelf. Though almost pulling the whole thing down in rage, all she does is scatter about a dozen books across the floor.

Traveller "Y'know what? Fuck this place, I'm going somewhere I'll be wanted. Have fun being dead."

Helen gulped, taking a step back and using the cart as a shield in case the Traveller had snapped and wanted to kill her. Mercifully, the woman just walked the way from which she came, and left Data 1.

A written re-enactment of the Sixth Traveller at her worst, after she casually attempted to reinsert herself into working life at the G.P.D. despite the events of two years prior. Though other Travellers have worked with the organisation, at the protest of its founders before their deaths in 20037 and 2008,8 the Sixth Traveller never worked with them again.

1952 CE.


Seventh Traveller

Sepia photograph. Three individuals stood in front of a whiteboard. The two men at the sides are in jackets and jeans, and the person in the middle is in the same but with a jacket over them also.

The Seventh Traveller in 1974 alongside two early Leaders scientists. Held in their arm are many early documents of the Leaders' first attempts at level manipulation.

Earliest presence: 1100 CE (directly)

First photographed: 1973 CE

Latest presence: 2022 CE

Last photographed: 2022 CE

Although considered the most recently discovered Traveller, there are beliefs that they have shown up in other times during Lost's ancient mythology, specifically as an adversary for their believed gods that took the form of a "sexless child with the frame of an adult." As the M.E.G. recently discovered, the seventh Traveller is non-binary, and while the Lost's cultures had many terms for third genders, their specific identity was outside the Lost's norms, and their part in Backrooms history have been over-mythologised to the point of obfuscation.

Although their marred historical documentation plays a part in how this Traveller is viewed in the modern day, they have acted somewhat like a holy figure. They show up during strife, much like the Fourth Traveller, and usually resolve the issue in such a way that benefits both parties. This occurred in the earliest confirmed depiction of this Traveller, wherein they were able to stop a peasant's uprising within the Coalition of New Royalty and get the angry residents to a new, better home.

It is believed this benevolent attitude, coupled with their at-the-time hard-to-grasp expression, led to their godly depictions on the likes of the so-called Pantheon. Unlike many of those powerful entities of the past, the Seventh Traveller was repeatedly described as humble. They were merely following a mix of what was right, what they had to do, or what was necessary. The answer would change month by month.

The Seventh Traveller's later acts were all similarly wishing to appease both sides of any conflict, even to their downfall. It is known that they occasionally spoke to the three leaders of what would become Emstable between the 1950s and 1990s, known back then as Automoville. They dissuaded their previous attempts to stir trouble with the Leaders after their rise to power in 1973 onwards, and was allegedly shot in the right lung during a heated argument. A wound they survived, as they repeatedly show up in the modern day.

They also frequently donate their intellect or items to groups, such as assisting the Leaders develop some of their technology9 with equations and supplies or helping the Lost gather stone to build fortifications during the Iron Fist civil war of the 12th and 13th centuries. They also assisted them develop non-lethal weaponry against the zealots.

Nowadays, the Seventh Traveller appears to spend a great deal of time relaxing instead of mediating. Although they have worked once with the U.E.C. and twice with the I.M.B.H. since 2010, they spend a great deal of time in the gay bars and other queer spaces of Level 750 and Level 11. Though usually on their own, as they are one of two Travellers to actually be interviewed by the M.E.G., it is known they do this to exist somewhere "understanding and accepting."


I thought we were all dead. The serfs were pounding on the door to the castle, begging to take our lives after dealing with the poor, poor king. But then something came from… somewhere. The sky. This world's heaven, perhaps. The thing looked like man, yet was not man. Nor was it woman. It quelled the low-lifes outside, though I cannot fathom how. Their pitchforks were dropped and the fires were doused with water. And they left.

The thing, I believe it is human despite its non-sexed frame, then came to me. I thought it would kill me, it seemed to be on the side of the poors after all, but it did no such thing. It scolded me for my allegiance to the royalty, a mistake I now see, and led me here.

An excerpt from a written admission to an unknown group by a former landowner in Level 184, explaining how he survived the peasant's revolt that ended the Coalition of New Royalty over Level 669.

Circa 1101 CE.

Unconfirmed Individuals/Potential Associates

Apart from the seven definite members of the Travellers, there are other individuals who are hypothesised to be Travellers but have little data to confirm themselves as such, or are believed to be affiliated with them in some way.

Cycely Ive Sepal

Three large, ornately framed paintings hung on the white walls of a staircase. The ones to the left and right are indiscernible, but the central one portrays a girl with light brown curly hair dressed in a summery, white dress, with other white clothing like socks and shoes. She is also against a white background on a brown chair.

A portrait of Cycely Ive Sepal, painted in 1893 and currently owned by the I.M.B.H.

Earliest presence: 110,081 BCE (Supposedly)

First photographed: 1855 CE

Latest presence: 2001 CE

Last photographed: 1984 CE

Cycely Ive Sepal, believed to be her full name and commonly called just "Cycely," is either an anomalous member of the Travellers, or an associate with similar immortality. She is young, and though her stated age changes, it ranges between sixteen and nineteen. She is also pale and stick-thin with long, curly hair. She seldom appears on her own and instead rarely accompanies the Fourth Traveller.

She is a kind and excitable individual and dresses even more to the occasion than the other Travellers do. While the Fourth Traveller will always wear suits of the era when interacting with people who could/would never wear them, Cycely wears clothing of identical class and culture to those she's interacting with. She has been shown to take great glee in this fact, both by showing off her own clothes and taking an interest in others'.

Unlike the Travellers, Cycely has given her name on more than one occasion, which has made finding her throughout history somewhat easier. She has also called herself human directly, something no Traveller has done. Despite that, she shows the same immortality and coming-and-going between levels and groups.

According to a diary written by a young noble girl called Elizabeth Collie on Level 62 in 1744, when the level was inhabited by no-clipped European aristocracy, Cycely and the Fourth Traveller lived with them for four months, and the two became friends. Between friendly and borderline sisterly activities, Cycely told her about her full name, her age, and even the "dour sunken squat that was her old home." Though where this is has not been identified, it is not believed to be a home for all Travellers, as only Cycely has mentioned it.

Cycely also has the same invulnerability and healing abilities of the other Travellers. The name Cycely Sepal has been found in old files for the Leaders' Julius Cemetary, now known as Level 678. She was allegedly killed by an ambush of Emstable soldiers in 1995 on Level 600, but has shown up once since then with the Fourth Traveller in 2001. Underneath her headstone in Level 678 is an empty casket.

Leo Castellos

A white man with a moustache and gelled hair stood in front of a wooden wall. Much of his face is in shadow, leaving only the left side of his face visible. minus his eyes.

An artistic photographic portrait of Leo Castellos created to fill the portfolio of an up-and-coming photography studio10 in the M.E.G.'s Base Alpha.

Earliest presence: 442 BCE

First photographed: 1858 CE

Latest Presence: 2022 CE

Last photographed: 2022 CE

Although Leo has said himself that he is not a Traveller, or indeed affiliated with them, it is believed that he is an indirect associate of the group. Although the seven Travellers have been found in many museums across the Backrooms, many have an affinity for Level 222, Leo's own museum level. They look about the exhibits, perhaps to recount old memories, although they never seem to stay long.

Leo Castellos himself is an immortal and has been in the Backrooms since 442 BCE when he no-clipped into the Backrooms from ancient Greece. He has curated his museum for many decades, having filled it with all kinds of dioramas, artefacts and recreations of relics. However, nothing is known about his personal life except for his rise to political power thousands of years ago with the Lost.

Despite the G.P.D. and M.E.G. wishing him to tell them when a member of this group comes to this level, he never has, seemingly going against his personal ethics on privacy.

"J. Doe"

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A supposed picture of "J.Doe," though no details can be gleaned.

Earliest presence: 2000 CE

First photographed: 2007 CE

Latest presence: 2020 CE

Last photographed: 2007 CE

J. Doe is a curious individual, as nobody who interacts with them can understand, recall, or remember any details about them. They are presumed humanoid and average-looking, but other details are impossible to know. He has been put on this list due to sharing attributes with the Travellers, although even if they were asked about such a thing, no reply could be retained.

They randomly show up with groups, albeit much more rarely than any of the confirmed Travellers, and sometimes assist with matters before randomly leaving. They are also presumed immortal, as whatever they look like appears to have remained unchanged since they started showing up across the Backrooms 22 years ago. One of the main pointers against them being a Traveller is their late time of arrival in the Backrooms, as all other members have records going back at least a thousand years. J. Doe, however, only shows up at the turn of the millennium. No groups have ever reported somebody that cannot be remembered in a supernatural way throughout history.11

Interviews

Recently, the M.E.G. has been successful at doing something no other contemporary group has been able to do: coerce a Traveller into an interview. The Fifth was located in Level 4 in 2019, and the Seventh just this year in Level 750. The interviews have been listed in the order in which they occurred.

Interview with the Fifth Traveller

Interview with the Seventh Traveller