(The limousine arrives at the hotel as the hotel door opens, revealing a very old and dirty establishment.)

Hickory: *throws herself on the couch, facing the wall* Ugh!

Barb *rummages through the fridge leaning by the wall and grabbing a box of Popsies.*

Barb: Eh, it's probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place. Y'know, to feed all the wayward souls you got in here! Ahahaha! Ahaha...! eh... ah... * she closes the fridge door as she tries to comfort Trollex but decides to back off*

(Trollex exits the hotel and tries to contact his father.)

Trollex: *sighs* Hey, dad. I know I keep calling and you must be busy... Really busy... But, um, the interview didn't go well, *shrinks to his fins* and... I don't know if I'm ever going to make a difference *starts tearing up as he wipes it off his face*. I don't know what I'm doing. I could really use some advice, dad. I... I think mom was right about me... Ahah, oof, eh, anyway... *wipes his face once more* I'll stop talking before this gets long. *stands up* Love you, bye...

(Trollex walks back in and leans by the door in defeat as a sudden knock can be heard from the other side of the door, surprising Trollex.)

Trollex: *contemplates on whether or not to open the door but decides to open it anyway*

(The mysterious figure watching his performance from before can be seen standing before him.)

BloodMoon: Hel- *gets door slammed on her*

Trollex: *looks to the side for a brief moment before opening the door again*

BloodMoon: -lo!

Trollex: *slams door against his face once more* Hey, Hickory?

Hickory: *annoyed* Whaaaat?

Trollex: The Blood Demon is at the door!

Hickory: *sits up* What?!

Barb: *takes out the popsicle from her mouth* Uh... who?

Trollex: What should I do?!

Hickory: Uh, well, don't let him in!

(Trollex decides to disregard Hickory's advice once more and opens the door for BloodMoon.)

BloodMoon: May I speak now?

Trollex: You may.

BloodMoon: *reaches hand out* BloodMoon Storm! Pleasure to be meeting you, sweetheart! *pulls Trollex towards her* Quite a pleasure! *lets herself in* Excuse my sudden visit, but I saw your fiasco on a picture show, and I just couldn't resist! What a performance! Why, I haven't been that entertained since the stock market crash of 1929! Hahahahaha, *plays with her staff* sooo many orphans...

Hickory: *holds a gun towards her chest* Stop right there! Man, if I can pull that rattlesnake out of her ear, I know your game and I'm not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you pompous cheesy *Barb's head pops in* tux-wearing shitlord!

BloodMoon: *uses finger to move the gun away* Dear, if I wanted to hurt anyone here... *turns into her demonic form* I would've done so already!

(The screen distorts as Trollex and Hickory stare at her in fear.)

BloodMoon: *snaps back to reality* No! I'm here because I want to help!