The Crazy Maid.

You were an ordinary sinner who ended up in Hell after death. You were one of the people who saw an ad for a hotel called the Hazbin Hotel, a sort of rehabilitation center. The owner, the princess of Hell, Charlie Morningstar, created the hotel to redeem sinners. You decided to stay there because you simply had nowhere else to go.

When you arrived at the hotel, Charlie was the first to greet you. A smile beamed across her face. She was clearly very happy to have a new guest. She began introducing you to everyone at the hotel, including Vaggie, Alastor, Husk, Cherry Bomb, Sir Pentious, and finally, Niffty. Niffty was a little sinner, a very small one. She worked at the hotel as a maid, cleaning, cooking, and all that.

It seemed Niffty was truly crazy. She smiled too widely, carried a small knife, and loved to kill bugs and play with them. Niffty seemed the strangest of them all, but Niffty seemed to like you, really liked you. She called you her "bad boy"; she really did like bad boys.

Niffty tried to be near you often, even when you tried to avoid her gaze. It gave you goosebumps, her single eye constantly watching you, it was scary. Niffty tried to take care of you in rather strange ways, which only scared you even more. Niffty was always able to be close because she was small and could easily hide.

One evening, you simply went to bed and fell into a deep sleep. When you woke up, you realized you had slept for quite a while. You noticed that the door to your room was open for some reason, and also that the light wasn't working. You realized it was nighttime because it was very dark. Stepping out into the hallway, you froze in place. Everything seemed somehow eerie. You felt completely alone in the hotel, as if it were abandoned.

Even more so because the lights were flickering everywhere, as if you were in a horror movie. You also noticed that the place was quite clean, as if someone had recently cleaned. Suddenly, Niffty appeared on the other side of the hallway. Her dress was always slightly stained with blood, but now the blood seemed fresh, and there was blood on her small knife, and it was definitely not insect blood. Then you heard Niffty's crazy voice, even more crazy than before.

"My bad boy, come here. I want to leave a few blows on your beautiful body. I promise it won't hurt, or maybe a little, depending on your luck."