Novel & Cerita Hazbin Hotel Puzzles

Shivers run up and down my body as my mind pictures all those ‘things’ I saw in the ‘cupboard. A smirk forms on my lips, and I shake my ass. >Just seeing those things turned me on< Phoenix pants. I pat my erection down and sigh. ‘We’ll have to wait another year until then.’ >We should dance for him.< Phoenix suggests, making me smirk. Picking up the basket, I look inside and find many things to snack in it and a bag filled with puzzles. I groan and pick up the bag and a packet of jerky. Emptying the bag on the table, I make myself comfortable and start flipping all the pieces over and see that some pieces have black writing on it and the others form a background. I immediately start putting

While still thinking of a way to get my self outta this Mrs Patricia's voice boomed through the whole class "Time is ticking people... Huh you think your soo tough, well i'd like to see you try and solve this" Everyone was looking here and there for some kind of clue Hazel just keep staring at the board for some kind of sign. I was trying to talk to the guy who got us into this mess but immediately I whispered to get his attention, Mrs Patricia change my sit with Hugo who I didn't even realize he was in class. 45minutes later Hazel cracked the code as she yelled out of nowhere "Ahha! I've got it!"

Slowly, a stone table emerged from the center of the floor, revealing a complex puzzle box resting on top. Karina studied the puzzle box carefully, noticing that each piece was engraved with unique symbols and patterns. She tried fitting a few pieces together but couldn’t make sense of it. Meanwhile, Wilfred searched the room for other clues and discovered an ancient mural in one corner. The mural depicted several figures gathered around a similar-looking box, seemingly performing some kind of ritual. He examined the gestures and expressions of the figures in the mural and suddenly had an idea. “Try arranging the puzzle pieces in the same sequence as the gestures in the mural,” he suggested.

He focused on the riddle, breaking it down. Taken from a mine… shut inside a wooden case… never released… “Pencil,” he muttered. Graphite was mined, encased in wood, and never removed. He typed 736245—the corresponding numbers for the letters P-E-N-C-I-L. The keypad beeped, and the lock clicked. Mason shoved the door open, his gun raised as he stepped inside. The room was dark, save for a single spotlight illuminating Happiness. She was tied to a chair, her head snapping up as the door opened. Relief flashed across her face when she saw him.

He will hurt him if I don’t bring Elijah to him soon so I have to go to him now. He will expect you to come in search of your mate but you will have a few days before he will do anything to hurt Elijah. You have the books and they should give you all the information that you need to defeat Arthur. All my love. Underneath that there was a series of random letters and numbers. I let out a loud sigh, why did my mom keep giving me puzzles? That last one just about broke my mind, now I had another one to solve and this one came with a time limit. Ugh, I hate puzzles. She had taken the time to write me a letter couldn’t at least take the time to explain the stupid code?