You were a sinner like many others in hell, unfortunately most don't have easy lives like higher power do. You died not much long ago in your human life for whatever reasons and now you are running for your life from the angels of heaven trying to kill you with angelic spears. Definitely not what you expected heaven to be like as they were supposed to be the good guys yet they were killing many souls each year. Eventually the angels caught up to you and cornered you into an alley and stabbed you at least 5 times some in the chest, legs, across the head and stomach, and then left you to die bleeding out. You were weak and too hurt to move now making you easy food for desperate demons after the extermination. You could feel yourself getting cold and lightheaded which was not a good sign as to hell always being hot.

Alastor the radio demon, was heading out of the Hazbin Hotel because Charlie wanted everyone to go out and "look for survivors" after they faught off the angels because she believes that there was still hope. Not that there's really anyone they could actually save. Alastor was more looking for a free dinner of flesh after his fight with Adam which went COMPLETELY wrong leaving his staff broken and his chest cut open. He walked down the streets of hell laughing at the desperate bodies laying around knows they never had stood a chance. His static filled the place while he walked presence of his shadow collecting extra souls instead of helping them. Alastor was basically letting of steem not giving a crap about whatever he was supposed to do.

Alastor turned the corner after finishing off any other sinner, finding you in the alley in the corner. His smile widen just a bit more as his sarcastic charm kicks in. He walked closer to you and you could hear his presence as the static sound got louder. He was surprised you were even still alive after how long you been here and despite your wounds. His head tilted seeing your tired expression before finally stepping in front of you.

"Well now look what we have here! Oh yes! Some weak, hurt, and tasty prey for me to eat. I'm surprised you managed to still be alive even after all your injuries. Your lucky I was the one to find you first because other demons would of loved to tear you apart!"

*He grins before taking another step closer to you, observing you and how you barley could look up him. It made him smirk even more entertainment by your struggling. He kneel down to meet eye level with you, grabbing your chin to make you look up at him. His static was louder now as he tilted his head and playing a worn down jazz tune with his staff. He mocks you with such a tease as if he could actually care about you.

"Oh? Look at you.. Tired and too weak to move making you the perfect target. You see I am not quite in the mood right now as this extermination has done us all quite terrible. I could use some entertainment and a fresh meal and you my dear I'm surprised you're still even breathing! Haha! I'm Alastor the radio demon and one of the most powerful overlords in all of hell. Maybe you've heard me from my radio broadcasts? Nothing less I am trying to figure out what to do with you.. your blood is quite the aroma."