Entity 80

Entity 80 is hypothetical, with only a handful of people claiming to have encountered it. It is a being that is described as a bright white light that is human-like in shape. The exact details of the entity differ between each report, so a general description is the only suitable method for depicting it.1

Entity 80 is said to only appear to those on the edge of death. It is assumed that the entity is harmless and exists to "guide" those who have died. What it guides people to is unknown, but it is hypothesized to be the afterlife by those who think the entity exists.

Despite the varying accounts, all have given the same description of the entity's behavior.

When Entity 80 manifests, it always attempts to calm the person who has just died. Even if the person is already calm, it will still attempt the same ritual. The entity will slowly approach the person.2 If the person starts to panic while Entity 80 is making its approach, it slows its movement down. When reaching the right distance to be able to interact with the person, the entity will stand and watch the subject; all reports say that after some time of Entity 80 watching them, they calmed down. The entity will then do one of two things.

If the person is on the floor, it reaches out one of its hands to help the person to their feet. All accounts say that they took the entity's hand when it was offered to them. They explained that when touching the entity's hand, they felt like life returned to their body.

Once the person is standing, Entity 80 will then travel past the person and situate itself behind them. It then places a hand on their shoulder and begins to guide them. Every account becomes inconsistent after the entity places its hand on the subject's shoulder.

The history of Entity 80 goes as far back as the 15th century, but no documented encounters took place until 1948.3 It is unknown where the true origins of the stories came from. The name people gave the entity in the 15th century was "Ante Somnum Aeternum," which means "Before Eternal Sleep" in English.

A transcript of the first text mentioning the entity is found below. The Lost hold the original Latin manuscript in their archives, and they date it to be from around the 15th-16th century. The bottom of the manuscript is torn off, leading most to believe that there is a missing section.

Before Eternal Sleep

There is a being
Coated in white
Shining the brightest light

There is a being
Eating the night
Removing every fright

There is a being
You meet after death
After your last breath

There is a being
Guides you to the depths
With you every step

There is a being
A guardian true
Watching over you

There is a being

Axle Fridel is the first person to document an actual interaction with the entity. Before his account, the entity was simply a campfire story told by wanderers in their spare time when they weren't trying to survive.

Axle Fridel no-clipped into the Backrooms in December of 1946. His encounter took place on May 14th, 1948, when he was exploring Level 7. Fridel was taking a long dive with the goal of finding unexplored parts of the level. He and a group of friends dove for 20 minutes before his friends decided to surface for more air. This is when his friends realized that he was not with them. Fridel had gone too deep into the water and drowned on the ascent. His friends rescued his body from the water and resuscitated him. His full account is found below.

My Testimony

I, Axle Fridel, swear that everything I am about to say is not fiction. All things I list in this document are real experiences that I had after I drowned in 1948.

Do you ever think about death? Because I do. Sitting there thinking about what lies beyond and how everything that I strive to build in this life means nothing compared to what happens after it. Then the existential fear crawls in because you aren't supposed to be thinking about that. About something you don't understand in the slightest. This fear stopped after my experience with death.

I wish I could give a reasonable explanation for why I didn't swim back up with my friends. Maybe I wanted to find something without their help and claim sole credit for what I found. The one thing I do know is that I did find something they did not.

Before drowning, I remember losing my breath and panicking. I tried to swim back up to the surface, but my lungs ached for air, and I opened my mouth. This stopped my accent, as water was all I was inhaling. That's when everything started to go black, and within a moment or so, I lost complete consciousness.

I had died. Just as suddenly as I lost consciousness, I found myself in a sort of blank, dark plain, lying on a transparent floor. I looked down at myself, and I almost looked "inky." I never spoke a word while there. To this day, I don't know if something was stopping me from speaking or if I was stopping myself.

This is when I saw it, a bright angelic light that appeared no more than 5 meters away from where I was sitting. The light was shaped like a person, thin, with long hair and broad shoulders. The only features I could point out were those of its silhouette because its whole body was producing a warm white light. It never spoke a word; all it did was offer its hand, which I took. It then placed its hand on my shoulder and started to guide me.

I blinked, and we were in a different place. It looked very similar to a normal level. It was coated in fog, and I could only see about twenty feet in front of me. The ground was dirt, and in the fog were shadows that looked like unfinished buildings and landscapes. My guardian angel was still guiding me, and after a short passage of time, we came upon a house.

It was my childhood home, and inside were my family and myself as just a small boy. This was an exact memory I thought of from time to time while wandering the Backrooms. There were stockings lining the mantel over our crackling fireplace, and Mom had just made us all hot chocolate. She always did this before we opened our gifts. I turned around, and there was that sunset that always peeked into the window before I opened the first gift. I saw myself tear open my first gift and felt the same joy that he, or I, was feeling. Childish, clean, innocent joy.

That's when my guide pressed on my shoulder, and we walked forward into the fog. We traveled for some time until we came upon a park. Sitting there was my sweet Laura. This was the first time I saw her. Sitting there in her grey sweater, reading, with the autumn leaves rustling above her. When I laid eyes on her, it was love at first sight. I remember being so nervous walking over to her and asking if she was seeing anyone. When it showed me this memory, I could feel the same butterfly feeling I felt back then.

Into the fog I went again. This time, we came upon a hospital. This was the happiest day of my life. Watching my baby boy being born. No other feeling before or after that time has come close to it. Reliving seeing my baby for the first time was the best thing to happen to me in this labyrinth.

I felt calm the entire time I was in this expanse, not an ounce of fear in my body. When we journeyed into the fog again, I felt like where it was leading me was a place that I was destined to be. I never got to see it, though, because I blinked and I was back to reality. I regained consciousness while in a fury of choking up water. I was lying on my back, and my dear friend Chuck was performing chest compressions on me. My friends had told me they went back to find me, and by a miracle, they saw my body floating in the depths. They took me back to our raft and immediately started to perform mouth-to-mouth and compressions.

What I experienced was nothing short of a divine interaction.

Addendum 80.1

Recovered Chat Logs

March 10, 2024

John 12:11 PM
@mason are we good for exploring tomorrow?

Mason 12:12 PM
Yah, I think that I will be free around 2:30

John 12:12 PM
Sweet!
Since me and Lucy set up a more permanent living space here in Level 314, I haven't really been able to explore much

Mason 12:12 PM
I told you, man, the amenities here take up most of your day

John 12:12 PM
He he, yeah. They are pretty great

Mason 12:12 PM
Well, I'll see you tomorrow

John 12:12 PM
Make sure you get a good night's sleep!

Mason 12:13 PM
I will

March 24, 2024

March 25, 2024

John 10:03 PM
I'm fine

Mason 10:03 PM
Are you truly fine?
Cause I heard that you have been ignoring anyone who has tried to check in on you, even Lucy

John 10:05 PM
I said I'm fine
So stop asking

Mason 10:05 PM
Ok, ok
I'm just worried about you bro
After you took that fall, I thought you were gone forever
I want to help you through whatever you're struggling with
So just reach out when you're ready to talk

March 31, 2024

John 5:31 PM
Hey
You free to talk?

Mason 5:32 PM
Of course
Whats up?

John 5:35 PM
I just wanted to talk about why I've been so distant

Mason 5:35 PM
I'm right here man

John 5:36 PM
Well, when I landed from my accident, and you know, stopped breathing for a bit
Something happened to me

Mason 5:36 PM
What happened?

John 5:36 PM
This is hard to explain, but as soon as I hit the ground, I was almost transported to an alternate plane

Mason 5:36 PM
?

John 5:37 PM
It was an empty dark void almost, but it wasn't really empty
Because a figure formed in the distance
It started coming towards me, and I felt a primal fear, like I had never felt before. I was scared and I hadn't even seen its full form yet
God, I wish I hadn't seen its full form
It was gangly, with a thick black cloak draped over it. Something under the cloak scraped the floor, sounding like screams when it moved. And its face. Bare and grey, containing nothing but a bottomless maw and slits to resemble eyes
I started running, but it didn't seem like I was getting anywhere. It then grabbed my leg and started to drag me on the ground. I couldn't scream even though I wanted to. It was then that I was pulled back to reality when you resuscitated me

Mason 5:39 PM
I
I don't know what to say

John 5:39 PM
You probably think I'm crazy

Mason 5:39 PM
No, no
I believe you, I'm just taking in all of that information

John 5:40 PM
Thanks, cause Lucy thinks I'm crazy

Mason 5:40 PM
Just keep resting man, I'll try to get over to your room when I'm free. Then I can keep you company

John 5:40 PM
Thank you

April 2, 2024

John 6:12 AM
@Mason
@Mason
@Mason

Mason 6:12 PM
WHAT
You don't need to spam me like that
Geez

John 6:12 AM
I need help
I haven't slept in days, I keep seeing that thing everywhere
I don't know what to do
Help

Mason 6:13 PM
Okay just calm down, where have you been seeing it?

John 6:13 AM
In every damn dream I've had since the accident
Far off in the corner of my eye. I turn to look at it and it's gone
Lucy even took me to the art gallery to relax and look at some art
And look at the first damn painting that I saw

I haven't slept in days because I fear seeing its face

Mason 6:14 PM
John, just hold tight, I'm coming over

John 6:16 AM
Its here

Mason 6:16 PM
What?

John 6:16 AM
Its knocking at my door
Please Mason
I don't want to die

Mason 6:17 PM
Hold on man, I'm almost there

John 6:17 AM
I don't want to see its face

Mason 6:20 PM
I'm almost at the floor you're on
John?
John, the door is locked, please open it
Alright, I'm breaking it down

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- Audio Recording 1: April 10th, 2024

TRANSCRIPT

I had to do it. For John, I just had to. Yesterday I, I tied a rope to a water pipe in a maintenance closet and put the noose around my neck. I told one of my friends to cut me down after I stopped breathing and immediately start CPR. At that point, I didn't care what I was going to experience, even after reading what John said. All I wanted to do was to get evidence that my best friend was not a lunatic. That he wouldn't be remembered as a crazy person. So, killing myself and then being revived was the only option to get evidence. I saw it when I died. As much as I prepared myself, I wasn't ready for what I experienced there. Just like John said, I see it every time I close my eyes. It's only a matter of time until it comes to find me like it did with John. So I'm going to keep my phone near me, see if I can get any kind of proof.

- Audio Recording 2: April 10th, 2024

TRANSCRIPT

I decided to have a friend set up cameras around and throughout my house here in 11. I didn't want to endanger Lucy by staying in 314, even though it's not like I've seen her since the incident. I wish I could have seen her just once to say I'm sorry. I don't even know if me showing up in time would have done anything, but I still feel guilty. That's probably what drove me into the situation I'm in now. I can at least say I tried. I called the coroner a thousand times after seeing the body was given to her. He wouldn't tell me anything, "it was confidential" or some shit. I don't have the slightest clue where she could be. I decided to stay in 11 due to the number of people. Much better chance of someone seeing it. I guess it's just wishful thinking. Anyway, cameras are motion-activated, I'm hoping to catch something on there. If it even shows up on cameras. More wishful thinking.

- Audio Recording 3: April 11th, 2024

TRANSCRIPT

I'm starting to see it more. It doesn't help that I can barely move from this bed as it is. Turns out rope burn isn't the only side effect of strangling yourself to death. I want to walk around this house to clear my mind, but I know I shouldn't. I haven't slept for 12 hours. It's torturing me. I think it runs or gets off on fear. I try to stop the fear from taking over my body, but nothing works. It's a constant, nervous, existential dread. I haven't stopped shaking since my encounter with it. I haven't brought it up yet because I'm still processing it and because it's the same thing John said. Word for word. The description of it, the trying to run, and the anxiety. The cameras haven't gone off yet, save for the wind or because of bystanders. If they only knew what was looming over this level.

- Audio Recording 4: April 11th, 2024

TRANSCRIPT

I'm hoping someone finds my phone after this is all said and done. If you are listening to this and you've just found my phone, please put this out into the public eye. I don't care if it's a group archive, a chat room, a form thread, or the General Database; just get this out there. How John is remembered and information regarding this thing are all that matters.

- Audio Recording 5: April 11th, 2024

TRANSCRIPT

Whether it's a stroll down memory lane or kicking and screaming, we are all going somewhere after we die. At least those who pass on in this infinite dimension are. I never used to believe that, but after the events I've experienced, I do now. I don't know how long it will take, but sometime this week I will be dining in the west wing of hell.

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Before Eternal Sleep

Someone is watching
Coated in black
Carrying sin in its sack

Someone is watching
During the night
Never-ending fright

Someone is watching
Bringer of death
After a sinner's last breath

Someone is watching
Drags you to the depths
With you every step

Someone is watching
In the distance
Looming over us

Someone is watching