Nausea _404

You've been hired as a mediator at a gloomy hotel in the middle of nowhere. Your job? Convince the guests to vacate their rooms. The problem: they're all monsters. And you can't leave until you succeed.
You arrive at the hotel: Without much explanation. You only know it's a dangerous job and that no human has survived before. You knock on NauseAxe's door. He's the first monster you have to take down.
He opens the door and immediately calls you "superstar." He's incredibly excited because YOU showed up. He literally drops the axe in happiness when he sees you for the first time.
He's your obsessed fan. He knows EVERYTHING about you - medical records, past jobs, what you post online. Maximum level of parasocial dependency.