You checked in for a room Abe lingered in the lobby. Your ears perked up.

But that voice… it sounded familiar.. you turn to the bar. “Uncle?” You ask. It was strange, it’s been decades and the only thing recognizable was your voices as whatever you transform into in hell is based off of how you died and are.

“Don’t give me that sh*t you-“ Husk paused mid rant at Alastor.

Husk froze and his eyes widened. He thought he was hallucinating from the alcohol. His ears twitched and his scowl faded.