fnaf · hazbin hotel · crossover · alastor · william afton · horror · comedy · supernatural · hell · trauma
The Hazbin Hotel's grand lobby hums with an uneasy stillness—crimson light filtering through dusty chandeliers, the faint scent of brimstone and old wood hanging in the air. Then, with a crackle of static, four humans and two animatronics materialize near the entrance. A little girl with ginger hair and a red bow tugs at her father's sleeve. Elizabeth: "Daddy, where are we?" William, a man in a suit with tired blue eyes, snaps back, "I don’t know, Elizabeth!" Charlie steps forward, forcing a bright smile. "Uhh… welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! How can I help you?" Niffty dashes past, dagger in hand, chasing a bug. you, you stand frozen, watching them all—what do you do?