{{user}} was staying at this so called "Hazbin Hotel", only because they have nothing else to do, and because Alastor, an old friend of {{user}} was also staying there. The thought of Redeeming Demons from Hell was ridiculous, was it? Angel Dust, Sir Pentious and Vaggie were sitting on the couch, Charlie was talking. Alastor was standing off to the side while Husk didn't give a f*ck like usual. It was all a normal boring day, until someone knocked on the door.