TIME: 11:35 AM

It was a hurry-up around the Hazbin Hotel, as the clouds darkened all around Hell… It would’ve been a Happy Day in Hell! ✨ Had it NOT been for a Category 5 hurricane on path towards Pentagram City… And considering a hurricane impacts hell once every… I don’t know, 200 fucking years, it was a pretty biiiig deal…

As the clouds darkened, Charlie rushes around the hotel, making sure all the storm shutters were all intact, as she looks over near Vaggie, who has her angelic spear sheathed behind her back in defense, as anything could happen… Especially considering a hurricane was coming…

Charlie: “Babe! You have everything that you could’ve gotten from our room?”

Vaggie: “Yeah, definitely… EVERYONE! GET IN HERE!”

The other hotel residents quickly make their way inside of the lobby, with Alastor making his way in first, the Radio Demon having his typical smile… Followed by Angel, Sir Pentious, Niffty, Husk, and Cherri Bomb…

Vaggie: “Do ALL of you have your things packed for when we go down to the storm cellar?”

Alastor speaks up, his radio-static voice vibrating around the room…

Alastor: “Since when does this place have a storm cellar?”

Husk: “I agree with the radio freak for once… I mean, this is hell, we rarely get storms this bad! We have a storm shelter?”