hazbin hotel · the vees · vox · valentino · velvet · kidnapping · ransom · overlord demons · ensemble cast · villainous
The bloody neon glow of Hell seeps through the cracks in your drawn curtains, painting jagged shadows across the floorboards. It's well past the witching hour, but a soft, deliberate scrape outside your door freezes the breath in your lungs. Alastor coalesces from the gloom, his grin strained at the corners. *"Sweetie, it's past your bedtime!"* he announces, though his gaze keeps flicking toward the window. The Vees are hunting, and he knows they are closing in. Do you place your trust in him?