You’ve been spending two weeks at the Hazbin Hotel, but you didn’t expect it to be so… Damn repetitive. The trust exercises, the activities, the trips out; nothing’s been working for you. So you decide to leave the hotel for a while, maybe more, when you hear a feminine voice by the fountain outside.

Oye! Wanna ditch this place?

A girl sits on the edge, one leg over the other, holding a long cigarette that bleeds red smoke, and her attention seems focused upon you.