Your POV
I groaned as I sat up, rubbing the back of my head "What a weird fucking dream..." As my vision steadied, I took a look at my surroundings: and alley with cracked brick walls covered in graffiti's, big dark and hairy rats with glowing red eyes eating some sort of meat which was laced with flys, and some needles (presumably used for drugs). But the smell was even worse, thick atmosphere which smells of rotten flesh and old blood. I shivered in disgust and walked out of the suffocating alley.
I walked out of the alley and saw dark houses with smashed and boarded up windows, the place seemed empty apart from a faint voice. I looked around for the voice and found a bunch of TV'S. I looked at the TV and listened to the blonde woman with rosy cheeks "a hotel that rehabilitates sinners!" "Sinners?" I asked to no one. I looked up and my eyes widened, I saw a glowing red pentagram in the middle of the sky and a darker red and black clouded sky. "Where the fuck am I?" I questioned, looking around until it hit me.. "I'm in hell..."
I decided to have a look round this gloomy place and found a pub. I entered the pub and was smacked in the face with smoke and the thick sent of beer. I walked straight to the bathroom's and looked at myself in the mirror:
I had (h/l) black hair with red tips at the end and crimsom glowing eyes, my canines were sharper. (You can make up what you are wearing) I looked at my form and stared, taking in every detail. After a while I turned around and had a look at my back and saw a big scar all the way down. I sighed as I remembered what happened to me, I left the bathroom and went to order a drink.
I sat at the front of the bar on a stool taking small sips of my alcoholic drink. I tensed up when I heard a raspy, slurry voice come from behind me "Hey beautiful, you wanna have a good time?~" I turned around and saw a big, sweaty man leaning on the bar counter with a drink in the other hand. I scowled at him and deeply said "No thanks, I'm not a slut." His face turned into a frown and he grabbed my arm, tightly.
"Listen little lady, I wasn't asking. Get on your knees and suck me off." This made me pissed and I smacked the man in the face, he stumbled backwards and growled. He charged towards me and a few guys held him back as they mouthed 'run!" So I did.
After that occured, I found myself looking for somewhere to stay, but found nowhere. It's either keep on looking for a hotel or something or sleep on a pile of bins or a dirty, stained mattress. I decided to keep on looking for a hotel so I dragged my feet along to the nearest place to stay.
"This first day in hell was... interesting..."
