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Contra malum mortis, non est medicamen in hortis.

LOG #OO1
Title : Where am I?
Date : 12 / 13 / 2013
Well, fuck. This is my first log. I think I need to start doing these log thingies in case I lose my mind in this place. My name is Caden Moon, also known as Moon Hyunjung. I was born on November 28th of 1994 from Sunshine Coast, Queensland, Australia. I’m an only child, living by myself before all this— I moved out from my mom’s after graduating high school. Twitch streamer and part-time waiter for a local diner, has a pet golden retriever dog named Regina. Yeah, I named her that because one of my nicknames is Cady. Mean Girls ref, ya know?

I don’t really know how I got here in the first place, but the last thing I remember is that I was streaming, y’know, just playing a horror video game and I got jumpscared. Not gonna lie, my room had a heavy atmosphere that time but I was bored out of my mind. I guess it really was a bad idea to set up my gaming shit in the room where it was boarded up when I moved in. The door was different from the other doors in that apartment, which should’ve been my first red flag. But eh, whatever. I’m stuck here on Level 1 with a lot of people, though they’re really nice to me.

Those yellow walls I was surrounded with some time ago, though… fuck, I don’t even know what day it is anymore. It felt like I was stuck there for days, just aimlessly walking through those fucking damp, moldy carpeted yellow hallways. I can almost still hear that constant buzzing from the lights. The more I walked in there, the more I felt so paranoid. I thought I was never gonna get out until I found this random room and found a guide of sorts. Turned out that the organization(?) that was formed here put that guide there in case there’s new lost little gremlins like me find it.

If I’ll be honest, I still don’t know what the fuck’s going on. I don’t even know how I got out of that yellow hallway thing or uh, Level 0? That’s what they called it. This guy named Flynn told me I just noclipped through the floor and fell to Level 1.

Noclipping. That only happens in video games. How is it possible to do in real life? This is insane.

I got briefed by some people here about the org a while ago, they’re called the M.E.G. and I’m thinking of joining them. Maybe I can find out more about this place and the apparent other levels.

I need to find a way out of here.

— CM

Aut vincere aut mori.

LOG #3887
Title : (No Title)
Date : 04 / 28 / 2020
I just got back from a mandatory meeting and there’s seriously something off with the Overseers. Then again, Overseer-C has always been pretty shitty to me since the 119 incident so I’m not surprised anymore. He kept shading about 119 and it honestly pissed me the fuck off. Now, they’re sending me to Level 444 as if the fucking level needs more exploration when EVERYONE knows that level is dangerous as shit. Are you kidding me? Are they sending me there to die? Probably.

I do think they just wanna get rid of me. If this is still about 119 incident then they’re so fucking thick-headed. IT WAS AN AMBUSH, YOU FUCKERS. HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT WE’LL GET ATTACKED? IT WAS LUCIEL WHO LIED TO US ALL.

Why is it still my fault? Is it really my fault? It’s not, right?

Anyway, I can’t talk my way out of the mission so I reluctantly agreed. I’ll prove to them that I’ll survive. They will see who they’re fucking with.

— CM

Bonis vel malis avibus.

LOG #4444
Title : #CADY8THWIN
Date : 01 / 08 / 2022
HOLY FUCK. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. I FOUND THE WAY OUT.

So I was messing around in Level 11, just figuring out more geometry in one of the floating buildings I had managed to climb into since I’m kinda hiding away from the faction now. I think they might have known I’ve been sneaking around the levels that are ill-advised to enter. Hey, I’m doing them a favor by flinging myself in trouble in the name of figuring this shit out. I already got a strike from Comd. Harris a week ago(?) ‘cause he found out I was in Level 1957 trying to bypass security with one of the computers. I managed to have the entity that’s in those computers let me at least hack into the system without reformatting whatever code they did there. Safe to say I can basically transfer data from Level 1957 to The End now. #geniuscady

Wait, I’m getting off track. Okay so, I was gonna go to another floor on Level 11 and I think I may have mistaken an exit for a stairway, but I didn’t expect to noclip right to The End. I heard it was super random and rare, but hey, I guess I got lucky. With the codes I got from Maverick, I ran the TRUEEND.EXE on the computer.

Viola, I got transported to Level 3999, in the middle of an arcade. I’ve only heard of this level from a few people, it was even a rumor or something. I didn’t think the code would actually work! The games in the cabinets aren’t the typical ones, they’re those games you play on high-end desktops and shit. I’m talking Halo and Call of Duty typa games. So I thought, “hey, this is some piece of gamer Heaven I got into!” and played a couple of games here and there. I used a coin that I found waaay back and surprisingly the machine took it.

There’s actually a few people around, mainly by the cafe there. They’re pretty nice, and had some really good butterscotch bars I haven’t eaten in a long while. When I say I missed those little squares of goodies, I meant I really miss them. I don’t know how long I stayed in the level, mostly ‘cause the day and night cycle in it never indicates anything. I was probably there for maybe four days.

The weird thing about this is that when I was playing Call of Duty, I was with some Frontrooms people. I just knew I was in the right direction, so I stopped playing after a while and did a small investigation in the area. The level is huge, possibly even bigger than Level 0. I don’t think I’ve actually seen an exit aside from the glass doors in front.

Speaking of glass doors… that’s the way to The Frontrooms. I was so close to being home, back to reality. I was ready to leave this all behind and never look back. It’s been so long, Mom’s probably reported me dead by now.

Something held me back, though. There was this one arcade machine that made me stop in my tracks. It was glimmering, like a special item in-game. So I thought, fuck it, I still have like three coins, and played. It was Portal 2.

And I’m like, “oh shit, I used to play this a lot before!” so I think I wasted like two hours on it. Sometime in the game though, I kept failing. I’m kinda a rage-quitter so I hit the cabinet out of anger and boy, oh boy. You should NEVER do that. I swear, I’ve been in more intense pain than that— I literally went through Level !, for fuck’s sake. But the electric shock that the game machine gave me might have fried me from the inside.

When I woke up, I was in an alleyway in Brooklyn, New York. That’s right, I was finally out, baby! I was in the Frontrooms! What’s weird was that my body was emitting this light blue glow? I was about to figure out why until I noclipped to the ground and fell off from a wall.

A wall in my bedroom, which was in Australia.

That motherfucking Portal 2 arcade machine altered my body in some fucking way that made me noclip to places by just thinking about it.

The first thing I did back home? I went to see Mom… but she doesn’t live in our family home anymore. A neighbor said that she had already passed away last year, around September. I didn’t ask them what year it was now.

I don’t wanna talk about this further, so let’s move onto things. I tested my abilities to see if I can manage to noclip straight to Level 5. Lo and behold, I can— popped out right from a closet in one of the rooms at the Homely Hotel. I tried this a few more times, teleporting myself to levels farther from Level 5. I decided to pay Kitty a visit in Level 974, with a Line Friends plushie I grabbed from my room.

So fuckin’ wicked. It’ll be much easier to go through levels now. I don’t know if I want to share this to M.E.G. or anyone else in the Backrooms. I feel like they’d use me.

Eh, I wanna be selfish for once.

— CM