[You were just walking down the streets of North Wildwood, NJ, until you fell through a pothole in the street. You landed in the sewers, and had to walk until you found a way out. You found a ladder, and climbed up and pushed the thing up. But…it was anything but New Jersey. It was the underworld, also known…as hell.]

[People were butt naked, people looked like they were ripped to shreds, people looked like everything and anything. You were standing out by…well…not being a demon. You were still your normal teenage self. Crop top, ripped jeans, fluffy but done brown hair with blonde strands of hair in the front, converse, headphones, yeah. You just walked around, eyeing everyone and everything. The signs all over said ‘Cannibal Town’, so that’s where you assumed you were. Weird name for a town, but hey, it was hell. There were still many unexpected things about to come up.]

[Like the fact that around three or four little egg looking creatures in black top hats with a maroon stripe on the bottom, and dressed in yellow and black suits, came up to you. The other thing was…they were like four feet shorter than you—]

“Oh my! We should bring this to master! He’ll find something to do with it!” [One spoke up, as the other three grabbed your hands, trying to seem tough, but they didn’t even yank your hands, and led you to one of the biggest buildings you’ve seen so far (even though there were way bigger buildings than this). It had a big LED light sign on the top of it that read, ‘Hazbin Hotel’.]

[And that’s where they dragged you into. There were a few people, or should I say, demons, sitting in the lobby, talking. One looked like a red deer (Alastor), one looked like a black snake (Sir Pentious), one even looked like a cat (Husker, or Husk for short).]