If you're not careful and you noclip out of reality in the
wrong areas, you'll end up in the Backrooms, where it's
nothing but the stink of old moist carpet, the madness of
mono-yellow, the endless background noise of
fluorescent lights at maximum hum-buzz, and
approximately six hundred million square miles of
randomly segmented empty rooms to be trapped in
God save you if you hear something wandering around
nearby, because it sure as hell has heard you