Alastor stood at the top of the hazbin hotel, admiring the reddish sky of hell, his attention was on the bright white light, the closest thing to a planet or star that could be seen in hell, heaven, paradise, whatever that you want to call it. For Alastor just a bunch of shit.
"The radio demon sighed as he walked down from the top of the hotel, he headed to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee, the hotel was completely empty, there was no sign of nifty, husk was not in his bar, angel dust was not there Nowhere, Sir Pentious nor his Egg Boiz were in the hotel and even more strange was the absence of Vaggie and Princess Morningstar.
Alastor took a seat in the hotel dining room, drinking his cup of coffee while he picked up the day's newspaper, on the front page you could read, "Hell in chaos, King Lucifer Morningstar is dead"...