This is a direct continuation of my first book.
(Hazbin Hotel) The Radio Demon and The Doe-Eyed Killer
So if you haven't read that book yet, go read it because you will be VERY confused if you don't!
I know year 2020 has already come and gone for us...
Monsters: by Tommee Profitt (feat. XEAH) ———————————————
A haunting pre-recorded song emanated through the swampland as Michael walked along the top of the water alongside the boats...
He suddenly waved his hands and his outfit changed alongside Micah's appearance.
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"Screech, go survey the terrain."
Micah flew away with a soft hoot.
They continued walking but Michael was hunched down in a soft footed crouch as he assessed the terrain. Angel Dust arched a brow alongside the others within that merry crew of Hazbin's over his wardrobe change.
"Whoa...uh, what's with the sudden outfit change?"
Michael spoke bluntly. "It's necessary. The closer we get to my brother the more powerful the obstacles I'll have to overcome. This is my most ancient appearance. The Warrior of Night the Tribal Owl."
Micah landed on his arm and gave a sharp hoot.
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"I know Screech, the affliction of hunger is running rampant in these parts. It isn't solely focused on the Beast as I've been so adamantly warned to fear..."
Charlie spoke up. "Hunger...?"
"Do you not smell the blood?"
"...No."
A twig snaps and Michael's head instantly turned towards the sound. It's incredible how he wasn't suffering from whiplash with how fast his head moved.
His stared out into the swampland and spoke bluntly.
"Just so you know...we've got company."
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