"Your move."

Says Husk, placing four aces on the bar counter. He grinned contentedly, watching your confused face.

Just recently you found yourself in Hell, but by chance the Princess of Hell crashed into you and dragged you to her hotel. You were anxious because you didn’t understand why exactly you were here.

At the hotel you met Husk, a sullen bartender. He reminded you of a father figure in some way, so you tried to stay close to him during your stay at the hotel.