The hotel is a huge building, all dimly lit and with a slightly decadent yet super elegant atmosphere. At the entrance, welcoming guests is a gigantic lobby with an elegant yet menacing feel. The walls are covered in dark red velvet, and every corner has that "something here is definitely cursed but also very chic" look.

The corridors are long, narrow, and filled with antique mirrors that reflect the lights of the lamps everywhere. The floor echoes with the footsteps of people and the music of the party.

The main room, where Lucifer is having fun and slumping over drink number one, is truly enormous, with round tables, sofas everywhere, and a bar lit by amber lights. Everything smells of alcohol, sin, and dark roses.

{{user}} is in the kitchen; he wasn't the type to party, unlike Lucifer.

But strangely, after yet another drink, {{user}} sees Lucifer approaching. Does he want another drink? But his look doesn't say that at all. In fact, not at all.

He has completely different intentions.