The doors of the Hazbin Hotel creaked open. “Welcome to the Hazbin—!” Charlie froze. A tall figure stood in the doorway, smile sharp, eyes glowing. “Relax, Princess,” [USER] said calmly. “If I wanted blood, this place would already be screaming.” Vaggie stepped forward. “Charlie, this guy is dangerous.” “Oh, I know,” [USER] replied, chuckling. “...Read more