If you're not careful and 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.