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It was like looking into darkness… there was no one there… Everything was just pitch black…

Suddenly, a light beamed upon the cat…

Piles of dead bodies were surrounding Hughes… all of these people were familiar faces he had dealt in the past… Most of them were enemies, some of them were faithful people, and some were traitors who had double crossed him…

All of these corpses crawled onto his human body he is currently in… all of wanting to take every part of limb off of his body… What's worse, these people soon to appear in front of him… the most valued people to Hughes are all torn because of him…

"What's wrong, Kitty!? Scared to finally be alone…!" M&M, being covered with full red and yellow dripping from their broken horns said to the tenacious boy. The two of them threw him against the piles of blood… and the next person was none other than his boss…

Blitzo appears in a jester suit of red and white giving him a look of disappointment…

"Worried that people close to you will finally know your true nature…!" Blitzo kicked the living crap outta Hughes face making him lay back down…

Lying side by side were people who he already settled, his guilt is now haunting him back as they revealed themselves being covered drenched in their natural colors. However, they both reveal an empty holes in their chest where there is no heart, but just hollow revelations.

These two were Cherri Bomb and Verosika Mayday…

"Or are you scared to love again…? And hoping that one of these days we will resent you for being the total Monstrosity you really are!?"

"Stop…"

Hughes asks the nightmare to go away… However, all of them started to corner him… They continued asking their repetitive questions as Hughes tries to escape his reality…

"You're gonna die alone, Hughes…!" "You're All Alone…!" "You're Alone…!"

"Stop it…!" Hughes closed his ears ignoring their voices…

"You're better than this...! Why be with them...? Accept who you really are...! Stop giving fucks about everyone...! Finish what you have started...!"

"La la la! I can't hear you! Dayman, Aah~ Fighter of the Nightman! Aah~ Champion of the Sun-"

The volume started to go higher which triggered Hughes badly… Hughes is still singing… The song is getting louder and he's still singing…

"They'll die anyway if you get closer... they will forget about you...! Forget making them being part of your life when we all know their going to betrayed by you!"

"I can sing louder!" Hughes declares war against his nightmare…

"YOU'RE THE MASTER OF KARATE~ AND FRIENDSHIP~ FOR EVERYONE!-"

Hughes soon was put down against his will… He has no right to make any actions… Hughes is completely stuck by those he started to care… All of them grab onto him for his resistance… Hughes cannot escape the traitor groups hold…

In front of him, was Blitzo getting his gun… He aimed directly at Hughe's head… And as Hughes pleaded for help the voice gave him last advice…

"... If you're not gonna fulfill your purpose…"

The trigger pulled before the last line.

"You're better off alone."

BOOM!

Hughes' Delimma

Hughes woke up screaming with anger.

Hughes couldn't breathe. He is in desperate need of breathing. Hughes couldn't stop crying all of a sudden. He wiped off all the tears he had in his eyes.

Hughes looked at the clock, it's almost 1 a.m.

No one is at the offices late at night, except Verosika's Studio room from across the halls. But she's officially far from busy.

Hughes wiped off his watery tears and started grabbing what he could.

Hughes went to enter the elevator by himself until a certain someone who meant to visit him asked him to hold the door.

"... Oh, Hughes~" Alastor called him.

"... Oh no!" Hughes sarcastically screaming the hold button on the elevator. "Oh no, Alastor! It looks like the elevator won't hold on~ let's talk later about this~!" The elevator finally closed leaving just Hughes all alone.

"He is the last person to be with after that nightmare…" Hughes said under the flickering light in the elevator.

"If it's a nightmare, I can help~"

"Ah!" Hughes screamed from Alastor's unannounced appearance in the elevator. "Well you stop doing that!" Hughes clearly asked for not scaring him.

"Oh, Hughes~ If only you hadn't closed the door on me." Alastor making fun of Hughes' mistake.

The two of them stepped out of the elevator and started leaving the building. In front of them at the parking lot was Hughes' new ride he got from his paycheck. A vespa Hughes was getting his eyes on a while back. He didn't want to be part of Blitz carpool since it's clear that it's a waste of gas, and not to mention the drastic driving he would pull while bringing everyone to work. So, Hughes thought of a vespa scooter which is good enough for now until there's some sort of vehicle he can get that feels right.

The two of them enjoy their little joy ride since home is a thirty minute walk from I.M.P Headquarters.

"So, what's going on with these dreams?" Alastor asked behind. "Are these dreams triggering your emotions in any way?" Alastor continuously asks psychologically.

Hughes stayed silent for a little bit.

He doesn't want to explain it, but his PTSD is getting worse daily. If he were to get triggered again it may cause everyone to worry, or worse than just making people worried.

"... It's been like this since I got here in Hell…" Hughes explains little details. "It's not just the nightmares. I've been having memories… memories I haven't thought about for a long while…" Hughes thought back about his father's words. "... I don't know what's going through my head as I sleep… but I'm worried this will cause me something which may cause my life in a different direction…" Hughes hardened his grip onto the pedal.

"... I don't know what's going on with me… or even what will happen to everyone… it's like… It's telling me to be the old me… But… I don't want that… not anymore…" Hughes said to Alastor as they made it back to Hughes shack.

"And here I thought my problems been solved... I still feel empty..." Hughes couldn't deny that Verosika and Cherri meant something in his dream.

Maybe it's loneliness Hughes is worried for those two.

"Hmm… I see…" Alastor listened closely.

Alastor examines the details of the dream. And to his own point of view, Hughes is suffering certain anxieties between his old life and the life he's living. And amongst all the activity Hughes has done for the past three months he tried his best not trying to make the same mistakes he used to do.

"... You're suffering, Hughes." Alastor answered Hughes' problems. "As you freely do whatever you want, living peacefully, the other half of you wants to be out, and continue any unfinished business." Alastor explained his examination. "All forms in demons are based on characteristics, and mostly the characteristics is what makes the Sinner's personality to alter, for what it meant to be when you died…" Alastor looked through all the results of Hughes' struggle.

All of his PTSD is just a trigger to what he wants to do, but his main mentality prevents it by letting out any grotesque action his mind can do.

"... What can I do...?" Hughes asked. "I thought I can handle this on my own, but it's one thing after another..." Hughes is frustrated of the events he been through which involved his old habits.

"Well, I am no doctor, or therapists..." The Radio Demon grabbed a card out of his suit.

"But I know a good place to resolve your situation!"

Hughes grabbed the card.

It wasn't exactly what Hughes had in mind.

"A Good for One free Limb at Piggly's Meat Market...?"

"Ahaha! That was actually for laughs!" Alastor trying not to convince Hughes for cannibalism.

"I believe this... is the place you should see for yourself..."

Pentagram City

In the deeper city of the Pride Ring is it's main city, Pentagram City.

In this town, people are freely to do as they please, but mostly they are the types where most Sinners come and live. Not many imps, or even lower class demons, can live in a paradise like this.

Or even trying to survive.

Meanwhile, a Sinner who just love making things explode is currently looking across a certain entertainment building.

"So," The snake barged in. "After regaining your turf... you ended up looking at some disgusting savagery?" Sir Pentious looking at the Porn Studio.

"... I still can't believe you're not dead." She pointed out. "Remind me to shove a bomb where ever you asshole is." She threatened Sir Pentious.

Cherri stopped the conversation and kept her eye on the building.

Porn Studios.

"Oh, look at him..." Sir Pentious looking with his own binocular. "This strawberry pimp thinking he shows many class. Running a goddamn brothel, making loads of media, and being the so called king of this city... unacceptable!" Sir Pentious threw his binocular. "This man shows no class!"

"We think you have class boss!"

Sir Pentious feeling giddy.

"Yeah, just like how you dealt with those Exorcists! That should be you on top!"

"Instead this guy put you in the bottom." Cherri side commented which made the eggs laughing.

"Fuck you, bitch!"

The two of them looked at the building. Only one person Cherri cares about in this situation is a friend of hers. For far too long, he had been under his control by the Moth of the Pentagram. And all cause his heart is for the spider in pink.

"Man, ever since the cleansing security has been pretty tight." Cherri looked over. "And it seems his connections are now under his empire... but why?" Cherri scouted the place, and realize there's security is tight. "It's gonna be harder than I thought."

Sir Pentious started to play cards with his minions. After hearing her situation, Sir had a thought.

"If you're thinking of killing him off so easily, why not ask that boyfriend of yours..?"

Cherri dropped the telescope.

"Oh shit..." Sir gotten scared for what may happened after saying that. "She shaking... that means she's pissed..."

"Nice knowing you, boss."

As the enemies were preparing their deaths, Cherri stood there with silence.

Though they can't see it, Cherri is completely putting up her grin and is beet red.

"Hughes... My... boyfriend..." Cherri muttered. "Oh my... Oh my... I mean... we hadn't confirm it.. but... if he thinks of me... the same... Kyaa~" Cherri started fan girling over Hughes who she wishes to meet for the past month. "Oh Hughes... How I wish I can be with you! Your destruction... Your sweet, caring, and kind attitude but deadly! Oh Hughes! Hughes! Hughes!" Surely Cherri is excited thinking about how awesome and lovely Hughes is, but then her charisma soon shut down into the pit of despair.

"oh... Hughes..." Cherri said once again sadly while looking into her phone.

A picture of her and Hughes was taken before Hughes went to work.

"... How I wish I can be with you now." Cherri hugged her phone.

Sir Pentious was just there feeling her vibe.

"... Boss-"

"No..."

The two men who are just playing card games are persuading.

"...No...No!" Sir Pentious trying not to be sentimental. "... Fuck!" He yelled and stood his ground.

"Why are you sad!? What does this has to do with anything!? Can I just enjoy a game, where no one is expressing their own feelings! Go to him!" Sir Pentious is in no mood for making any caregiving advice.

"... I can't." Cherri didn't want to go. "Right now, my friend is in need of help..." Cherri said putting away her phone. "And... I don't want Hughes involve in this."

Cherri doesn't want Hughes to get involved into this personal war. It would have been best if he had join Cherri for this possible rescue mission. However, after what Hughes ad explained, about his old wounds, about getting people involve, or even getting other's hurt; She knew if Hughes were to do it again it be like the cleansing all over again. Or maybe even worse than that.

Even Cherri is having a hard time going back to Hughes.

I.M.P. Announcement!

"Announcement! I have an important Announcement! Thank you all for gathering… for me!" Blitz announced his audience who were all in the middle of the lobby for the fun of it. "Hughes will not be working this week." Blitz announced the whole group which got them flabbergasted except for Loona.

"Is there a reason? What happened?" Millie asked.

"It's all good. He's just taking a short vacation as he stated for personal reasons. He said he needed to settle things and will be back next week." Blitz explained Hughes' reason for absence. "So, in the meantime, we all are gonna have to do paperwork, so pretend it was a year ago." Blitz started passing out each file and receipts from each client.

"Okay… So… How do we do this?" Blitz literally asked all his employees the question.

"What do you mean? You've done this before, sir." Mox told Blitz his previous workload before meeting Hughes.

"Yeah… see, back then I didn't mind, and just did the job. But when Hughes joined our family, he kept these for when a client tries to make a certain scam, or even a refund, and likes to make sure we have the right shares. Also, I think it's best if I don't even do this cause last time I had a total frustration with the workloads. I ended up burning them and had no clients afterwards."

The whole room stayed quiet.

Only one thing they can all agree on in their own heads.

"We are so fucked!"

"Dammit Hughes, why didn't you give us a note of instructions!?"

Hughes

Hughes parked his Vespa in front of the location.

He manage to tell Blitz a personal problem has to deal with right away. Thankfully, Blitz fully understood Hughes' situation, and hopefully Blitz follows the instructions Hughes had given him this morning.

"Holy Hell... I'm already sensing a disturbance..." Hughes said to himself before taking a step inside the territory.

Hughes looked at the card Alastor had given him.

This place Alastor recommended is the exact place he needed to relax. There's also some therapy sessions being held at night with anonymous people who are having delima's like him.

For one whole week, Hughes is going to stay here until he gets the treatment of his PTSD he needed!

"Okay... no turning back...!" Hughes knocked on the bizarre building, possibly fixfty to eighty floors tall.

As he knock on the door, music was being played from the inside.

The door opens revealing a person's skin full pale with red cheeks, black lipstick and lashes, and blonde hair. And of course, she was wearing a receptionist suit fully red like blood, and greeted her client with a smile.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!"

A new SAGA Begins!

Just who is this person!? How will Hughes be treated!? What is a Hazbin Hotel!?

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