Horror in Impossible Places: Liminal Spaces and The Backrooms

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After only two minutes in I've come to the conclusion that Wolf is just terrified of being alive.

My favorite Wolf-ism is when he...starts to...space...out, and...nervously...punctuate(?) Different words...before....returning to his normal, articulate self.

I think there is truly no horror greater than seeing something, immediately thinking "Something here is not right; something is wrong," knowing for absolute certain that it's the truth, and never being able to tell what it is.

House of Leaves is what happens when you add a picture to a word document

Man-made empty spaces (like abandoned buildings) provoke a feeling that natural empty spaces (like pristine forests) do not because they trigger two alarms in our brains simultaneously: the one that says "there should be people here" and one that says "there are no people here." The discrepancy in what we expect vs what we observe naturally inspires a feeling that something has gone horribly wrong.

The backrooms make me think of a mimic predator - like the entire space is trying to invite us in by copying something familiar but it doesn’t quite get it right. An entire universe that snatches its prey and keeps it in a waiting room until it is digested

This video is like the phrase "there's a skeleton inside of you!", but reversed. Never been so afraid of my house's walls.

Didn't expect House of Leaves to make an appearance. That is the only book that has physically affected me. I read HoL during the loneliest time of my life, my junior year of college. This book literally created a liminal space around me. I remember reading the appendices (I mean READING them) in a crowded cafeteria and feeling utterly alone and as if there was perfect fuzzy silence, and retching, only to snap to my senses and awkwardly pretend I had choked on my food so the people around me would stop staring. I was at home in bed reading a certain section that LITERALLY spoke to me, and convinced my lizard brain that I was about to die painfully, in that moment, reading that book. It is very engaging, and leads you into a liminal perspective that can reach out past the scope of the pages and into your life. It is very nearly a cognitohazard. 10/10 would recommend.

I think that the entire concept of entities is, or should be, the thought of what COULD be lurking around. But when you have an actual monster, it becomes way less mysterious.

As someone who frequents dark and secluded areas I can tell you one thing: It doesn’t matter how dark, scary or secluded an area is. Aslong as it it outdoors you have a possibility of meeting someone walking their dog.

'The Remains of Edith Finch' is one of many examples of how liminal spaces can be comforting or creepy especially when all of the bedrooms belong to the dead.

Doom's MyHouse is definitely the best execution of the 'backrooms' meme I've seen. I think it benefits from being less inspired by the creepypasta land, and more from atmospheric experiences like Yume Nikki.

I work as a private EMT on night shift and recently my partner and I got lost in the lower levels of a hospital we rarely go to and it was the most viscerally liminal experience I’ve ever had. Pushing the empty stretcher around winding empty hallways looking for where we were supposed to be I had this fear of letting go of the stretcher or wandering too far like I was on the cusp of being turning the corner and never finding my way back. When we finally got back to the elevator my partner was like thank god that some terrifying liminal space shit and I was so relieved he’d felt it too.

I feel like of all of the people on YouTube, SuperEyepatchWolf has to be one of the most likely to have actually visited the backrooms

I‘m so sorry but I just couldn’t help but laugh because that experience you described in the beginning reminded me just so much of the Rock Bottom episode of SpongeBob

As a scandinavian, those old paintings do actually have nostalgic comfort for me lol, even more so than the more modern stuff. It really feels like places you find in the scandinavian countryside that used to be estates for rich people but are now either museums or rentable locations for family gatherings or wedding parties or whatever lol.

Eyepatch Wolf: “the dream pools aren’t real” Me, an architect: “Not if I can help it”

The topic of abandoning places we inhabited hit me hard. We just finished renovating my late grandmother's apartment, she bought it on the day the building was finished and had spent almost her entire adult life there. In just 2 weeks of work, the entire thing is a blank slate. It already looks like nobody has ever lived there.

There is a video game called "The Elevator". It's a personality quiz with multiple endings, almost all of them ending in some kind of never-ending, dull, repetitive hell the player goes through. I saw a playthough of this game when I was in fourth grade, and it has been my greatest fear ever since. Whenever I'm asked my greatest fear, I respond with "The concept of eternity". A hell that lasts not untill death, but until the end of time itself. People think the fear is stupid, but at least now I have a bit more understanding of it. Thank you.