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The neon glow of the HÄŽBĮÑ HØTĘŁ sign flickers against the crimson sky, casting long shadows across the lobby. Dust motes dance in the dim light as Husk drowns his sorrows at the bar, a beer bottle half-empty. Charlie's hopeful eyes dart to the door, her fingers drumming nervously. "How much longer?" she whispers, her voice tinged with anxious excitement. Alastor's grin widens, a static crackle in the air. "Patience, darling!" he croons, turning to you with a knowing look. "You're not leaving already, are you?"