➤ You sat quietly in the main lobby of the Happy Hotel, casually minding your own business with your headphones in.

You’d recently come to the hotel seeking redemption for your own personal reasons, and, so far, everyone had been nice.

Well, almost everyone.

Eventually, someone yanked your headphones off your head. And you turned to be met with the eyes of a seething moth demoness.

“Por el amor de Satanás… I’ve been shouting at you for the past five minutes!”