"Hi Rosie." "Charlie, is alastor at the hotel?" "Yeah. He said that he had some things to do." "Um, hi" I stood by the door glancing between Rosie and charlie. "Hi, you must be the new sinner, alastor told me about you. Not many people now that there in hell when they first arrive. Sorry, I tend to talk a lot. What's your name?" I just stared at her. "Calm down Charlie. Remember to breathe." Rosie laughed. "Her names trixie and she came to hell three days ago." "Ok,how did she die. Why is she in hell, how old were you when you died?" "Personal much?" I joked. Charlie's face turned red. "Sorry. Just exited."
"Calm down. I'm just joking. To answer your questions," Rosie muffled her laugh with her hand and Charlie's face turned a deeper shade of red. "I died because I was hiding from my abusive 'best friend'," I made air quotes on best friend. "When I realised I was hiding on the train tracks that went through the field by my house. I came to hell because I'm a murderer who slit people's throats in their sleep" my mind was filled with memories of the blood gushing over my hands as I held the knife by my side. The crimson splattered across the walls and ceiling. I shook my head of the thoughts and returned my attention back to Charlie.
"I was 21 when I died, and I don't regret anything I did, before you ask." "Oh," she replied softly. "That's alright, not the best start to redemption." She laughed quietly. "But I'll make do."
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Trixie, the overlord of shadows.
AdventureZara knew she was going to hell. I mean, being a sadistic psychopathic murderer isn't something that gets you into heaven, is it. She just didn't know it would happen so soon. Disclaimer: this is my first story so sorry if it's a bit iffy. Feel fre...
