In the twisted labyrinth of the Backrooms, where time dissolves and yellow walls hum with dread, one unlikely heroine pirouettes through danger: Ballerina Cappucina — graceful, elegant, and inexplicably cursed with a cappuccino cup for a head. She wasn't supposed to be here. One moment she was rehearsing a solo at the Grand Aroma Theater, and the next, she fell through reality, spilling foam into the endless halls of this eerie dimension. Her mission is deceptively simple: gather all the scattered packs of instant noodles hidden across the Backrooms. These aren't just any noodles — they're magical, shimmering with glitchy energy, and each one contains a fragment of the code that holds the key to escaping this bizarre nightmare. Only when she has collected every last noodle can she hope to unlock the final exit door and twirl her way back to the real world. But she’s not alone. Lurking behind the buzzing fluorescent lights and shifting wallpaper is Tung Tung Sahur, the monstrous wooden figure with a cylindrical body, massive eyes, and a heavy club in his hand. He marches with eerie rhythm, drumming on walls and pipes with his club, announcing his presence with a bone-rattling "TUNG TUNG" that echoes through the halls like a demented call to prayer. No one knows what he is, only that he's ancient, relentless, and obsessed with keeping the noodles for himself.