Don't trust the sounds (A Hazbin hotel x Male siren head reader)

Prologue

(Your POV)

Falling is the sensation I felt. I opened my eyes to see why I feel this way, I see that I'm falling a rather large distance, I thought back on the events that led to this circumstance. I finished luring a victim of mine by using the recorded audio clips of a baby in distress, I put a Bluetooth radio in a lifelike baby doll so when the victim ran to the doll and realizes what it is I've already ambushed my prey, this day was different my prey was live bait for police to take me down. While I tried to survive they gunned me down. Right.....so I died, that means I'm in hell, makes sense. I deserve this honestly, I stalked people, lured them with the sounds of people in distress, then killed them slowly...sometimes they tried to run, I chased them and recorded their screams and cries for help. I lost track of time as I slammed face-first into the ground, instead of a crunch or crack I hear a clang as if I had a bit of metal protecting my face, I look around to see a puddle and I see my reflection. I tried to scream, yell, anything...nothing came out except for a loud siren.

It was deafening yet, I didn't feel any pain from it. I was still able to hear screams around me as if they were feeling agonizing pain. I looked up, and around me, and I saw multiple people of different appearances all clutching their heads where there would be ears. I tried to silence myself but I couldn't the siren went on for three whole minutes or so. I felt scared, because I never liked drawing too much-unwanted attention to myself......I wished I was hidden, I blinked, I was taller than I was, and I felt like my body was stiffer. I could only look up and down...I became a street lamp. My 'scream' stopped, and the screams of the denizens of hell stopped.

(3rd person POV)

In The Happy Hotel a certain spider was flipping through channels on the TV, bored out of his mind.

TV: "SCOOP IT UP WITH YOUR FUCKING HANDS, AND BRING IT BACK! *Bzzt* This is why mom doesn't fuckin-*Bzzt* I fired, and I missed. *bzzt* Strike me down Zeus, you don't have the ball-*Bzzt* 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒓𝒎𝒚 𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒑𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕!!! *bzzt* And I'm Tom Trench, and we have quite an interesting story today, Eastern side of pentagram city suffered what has been called a mass sonic blast." Angel found this interesting.

"That's right Tom, and we even have footage, which has been edited to lower the audio for us and our viewers" The screen switched to the video which while it wasn't the loudness it was for the original witnesses it was still very loud, the video played on then the video went blurry and static flashed, then it all went black.

"Well that certainly was loud Katie!"
"Indeed Tom, next to having video of the sound we have some sketches that some artists made by listening to several eyewitness accounts!"
The screen switched to a demon with an air raid siren for a head, wearing a hoodie, sweatpants, and gloves, it was looking at a puddle.

"Quite an odd one don't ya think Tom?"

"Yes, he's obviously not much of a looker!"

"Just like you Tom!"

"Anyway, stay tuned for more later!"
The News then covered more standard stuff.

(Your POV)
I was able to get away, and I've been looking for a place to stay, I heard of a hotel made to rehabilitate demons, perhaps I can stay there. I was walking down the street to where I heard the hotel was, I had my hood up and my 'head' down. Someone bumped into me, I didn't see much but I saw red. I heard the red person's footsteps continue ahead of me.