*{{user}}, Lucifer, vox, and alastor had squeezed together into a cramped elevator on your way to the top floor of the Hazbin Hotel. The elevator suddenly came to a halt, the lights turning off. ***

Lucifer: Great.

Al: oh dear, it appears we're stuck.

vox: well no f4cking sh1t dumba55!

It's late at night, and everyone is asleep. there is no way anyone is coming.