Waiting for you...(Male Reader X Hazbin Hotel)

Chapter 17: Dreaming Loser

"Wait a minute you saw it too, along with him!"

"Regrettably, yes. I don't know what's going on but it's somehow connected to you, and even you don't know." ,Vaggie said

"But we still don't know if it was h-" ,Charlie said before being interrupted by Vaggie.

"Charlie I love you, but even you can't put on that act forever. We all know it has to be him. We can no longer trust Alastor."

"....You're right....we can't trust him but.....even then, even if you all want to get rid of him. I still believe we have to leave him be for now", Charlie replied.

"What, b....but why?!",Vaggie said in a surprise tone.

"Because, if we confront him now he might do something. I'm not sure what, but it will jeopardize what we all have worked on so far. I know our guests' chances of getting into heaven now are zero to none but, I believe that he could still find a way through."

"Maybe we could talk more about this later on in the day, I'm kind of in the middle of something right now."

"Oh and what's that?",Vaggie replied with an angry mood. I only replied with Niffty hanging on my arm sewing the blazer that had ripped.

"Very well." ,Vaggie said before Charlie and her began to leave the room.

"Wait, I have one more question before you leave." ,I said to Vaggie

"Well what's your question?",She replied, narrowing her eyes.

"Well....since we all die and end up either here or heaven, we end up with these clothes. Do these clothes have any meaning to how we died or what we died in, or is it sort of a last thing we were buried in?"

"Ehh, hmm, never really thought about that. But from what Charlie tells me and what I've heard around these parts, it's basically a combination of what you did within your lifetime as well as how you died. Sometimes it goes off on how a person close to you saw how you looked for the last time, but that's just a little theory I have." ,Vaggie said before closing the door.

"Well, thank you....and thank you too little missy, but at the moment I think I'll rest."

I say before picking Niffty off of my shoulder and putting her on the ground.

"Oh alright, but remember don't be afraid do ring up the lobby if you need anything. Remember, I'll always take care of this room if you ask me. Just ring up the lobby. Oof", Niffty said before tripping and falling down on her back. She quickly picked herself up, dusted her clothes, and went out the front door before making a phone sign to her ear.

"Umm....ok?"

I guess I finally have this room to myself....at least for a short while till someone barges in. That being said, my chest and neck have been awfully itchy, I should probably check in the bathroom mirror to see if anythings wrong", with that I went to the bathroom mirror to see what was wrong.

Looking at my pale gray face in the mirror, I see different yellow blotches on my neck going down. Opening up my shirt and blazer I see these yellow blotches go down until it reached the center of my chest. It began to itch badly, I began scratching it but it didn't go away. Looking back at the mirror I see that the mirror room is distorted and that my body was covered in big boils. They popped one by one, puss leaking out into clumps. My head began twitching and moving in an inhuman way. My mirror self began moving closer to the mirror till it looked like it was trying to break out, smearing it's disgusting bile across it.

Not wanting to be in the bathroom anymore I tried to run out but to no avail, the door was stuck, I rammed into the door till it finally opened. Falling on the ground and looking behind me, nothing happening. I questioned what just happened and why exactly it happened, though I didn't have any time to think about it as I heard a knock on the door.