"Where am I?" A voice wondered, echoing through the darkness. The owner of the voice reached out and felt the shoe of someone. 'Who am I?' The owner of the voice thought in their head.

"Faith? You ok, luv?" A second voice whispered to them, they were apparently English. The voice was familiar, but the owner of the first voice couldn't place it.

"Who are you? Who am I ?" The first voice said. They could hear the second voice chuckle bitterly.

"I , am Spike, and you , are Faith Lehane." The second voice replied. The first voice didn't respond, as everything came flooding back to her. Her name was Faith, she was a slayer. And that was Spike, a vampire.

"Ok, where the hell are we?!" Faith whispered to Spike, not knowing why they were whispering, it just felt appropriate.

"I've not got the foggiest idea." Spike responded flatly from somewhere behind Faith in the darkness of the room.

"It could be a void? Maybe even inside the Hellmouth?" A third voice whispered from directly infront of Faith. Well, atleast now she knew who the shoe belonged to. Faith jumped back with a gasp. Crashing into Spike, she quickly crawled forward again, luckily no one could see her face going red in the darkness. The voice was sweet, not exactly happy, but seemingly knew them. Willow Rosenberg.

"Bloody hell, Red!" Spike whisper shouted into the darkness infront of him. "Don't scare us like that!"

"Sorry." Willow said, apologetically.

"Don't worry about it, Red, we're five by five, really." Faith said, distractedly.

"We won't be for long unless we work out where we are and how to escape." Spike said.

"Ok does anyone remember anything ?" Willow asked.

Just then, the lights snapped on. They all grimaced at the sudden brightness. A demon walked in. But it wasn't like any demon they'd seen before. He was animated, for starters, also, he was slim, with beige coloured skin and sharp, yellow teeth in a terrifying smile.

"Hello, sinners!" He said, almost sarcastically enthusiastic. His voice sounded like one you'd have heard on a radio, maybe even a news reporter. Faith looked around for her stake, but couldn't find it, it must have not made it to wherever they were. Just as she was weighing out her options, whether she should sit back and listen to the demon or to take him on with her bare hands. Either that or she could throw Willow at him and race to the door. She was leaning towards the last option just as a second demon entered hurriedly. She was tall, blonde and had black lips, she was wearing a red tuxedo and a white dress shirt.

"Alastor! I cannot believe you!" She said to the first demon, annoyed. She then noticed that Faith, Willow and Spike were looking at her. "Hehehe..." she chuckled awkwardly, "Alastor, you don't wanna frighten the poor sinners, it's still their first day and they are probably scared enough as it is!" She looked at them and grimaced in embarrassment.

"Oh, I'm not scared." Faith said, standing up, "Or, atleast, not for me." The female demon seemed slightly taken aback by the threat, but slapped a fake smile on her face and gestured for Alastor to leave.

The female demon straightened up her clothes and took a deep breath and looked at the group of people infront of her. "Hi! I'm Charlie Morningstar! Daughter of Lucifer, crown princess to Hell! And... the proud owner of...the Hazbin Hotel!" She declared, excitedly. She looked slightly offended by the looks on Willow, Faith, and Spike's faces.

"Great, now even more things to solve." Faith groaned, "We don't know where we are, whatever this 'Hazbin Hotel' is, and whatever the hell you're on." . Willow nudged Faith to try and get her to shut up.

"What she means is," Willow started, chuckling awkwardly and moving forward to shake Charlie's hand, "where are we?". Charlie smiled at her, shaking her hand.

"Oh," Charlie chuckled, appearing less awkward now, "that's easy. You're in Hell!" She said brightly.

"WHAT?!! " Faith, Spike and Willow yelled at the same time.