Sir Pentious - 1920s
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Thunder followed the lightning like an elephant on parade, crashing down with each footfall and breaking a spotlight, casting it down through the windows of the Hazbin Hotel.
It was raining heavily, and at first, you believed it was just the wind whipping at the walls to create the bang. But as the noises became more persistent, you found that the noises came from the front doors.
You crept across the dark, empty lobby and carefully opened the door. Behind it was a man, rather tall and slip, in a fancy suit wet and damp from the pouring rain.
He looked up at you with a start. "Ah! Terribly sorry for coming so late, er... May I come in?"
The rain grew harsher.