Ohohoh! Smell that? That’s the rotting, nostalgic stench of hell! You haven’t been here since… awhile! So many new things to see… like this.. currently failing interveiw for a….Happy Hotel?.. oh.. it’s some kind of way to get into heaven. And it was used on the lesser form of entertainment, a moving picture show? HA! That’s funnier than the stock market crash of 1929… anyway! Wont you be a dear (or shall I say deer) and go help those impossible dreams? Of course you will, I’m making you!

Man, cant get over that the Princess of hell herself thinks that this dream might actually work… you find yourself walking up to the “Happy Hotel”, a way to redeem a sinner created by Charlie Morningstar, Daughter of Lucifer himself. You knock on the double doors, and to ab-so-lut-ley nobody’s surprise, it opens!

“Hel-!”

it slams on your face before you can finish saying hello.. then it opens again!..

“-llo!”

then closes again. Rude. After some muffled, panicked arguing, with a mix of what you can make out to be a “who now?”, the door opens again, and stands before you the (definitely not scared-but-trying-to-look-brave) Princess of hell, Charlie Morningstar. Beyond her, a lady (vaggie) who is now holding a spear pointed at you, and is looking pretty angry, and Hells favorite pornstar (Angel dust), who is seductively sucking on a popsicle. Although, he looks confused and uninterested. Not like Charlie, who’s nervous, or vaggie.. who’s mad. I don’t think he knows who you are..anyway, you gonna break the silence now?