EXT. - PENTAGON CITY, ALLEYWAY
First panel:
(Three Exorcists in disguise (bad disguises, kitty ear headband disguises) stand around with bloodied angelic knives.)
EXORCIST3
"How are we supposed to know when we get to the right one?"
EXORCIST2
"We keep going until we're told to stand down."
Second panel:
EXORCIST3
"This would be easier if they just told us who the target--"
LEFTIE
"Are you complaining about exterminating sinners?"
Third panel:
EXORCIST3
"N-no, Leftie! I was just--"
LEFTIE
"Who cares how many we have to go through to reach the
target. The more the better. They're sinners. They're filth."
Fourth panel:
LEFTIE
"Now. Who's next."
INT. - HOTEL BAR
First panel:
CLAIRE
(Claire sits down with a book in hand. VoxTek's Hellphone Manual v.666.69)
HUSK
(annoyed)
"What do you want? You can't have that much to come crying to me about yet."
Second panel:
CLAIRE
"I was going to ask about your day, but how about we just sit in silence and
if anyone comes by I'll pretend you're giving me advice so they go away?"
HUSK
!
Third panel:
HUSK
(begrudging smile)
"...my day's looking better."
Fourth panel:
CLAIRE
(reading)
HUSK
(polishing glasses)
INT. - HOTEL BAR
First panel:
HUSK
"Seriously though, you seem way too put together to
have ended up in this shit-hole. What's your deal?"
Second panel:
CLAIRE
(still reading)
"Are you asking because you're curious, Mister Husker, or are you asking for your boss?"
Third panel:
HUSK
"You can knock it off with all the Mister bullshit. I already feel old as the
fuckin' hills with these wide-eyed kids running around here. And
what difference does it make?"
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A Murder in Hell (A Hazbin Hotel Fanfic)
FanfictionHow can life be more complicated after you're dead? Determined to make sense of an otherwise chaotic afterlife, newly deceased Claire tries to come to terms with a whole new reality that offers more questions than answers--especially about herself...
