(Based on the Ao3 fanfic of the same name, by MightBeOrphanedIdk!!)

The hotel had languished under a pall of gloom for the past week.

Alastor had consumed a sinner—a loathsome individual that the entire hotel despised. However, Charlie strongly disapproved of his method for getting rid of them. She had confronted him fiercely, her voice echoing through the hallways as she reprimanded him. Her tirade culminated in a strict edict: Alastor was forbidden from consuming any more sinners. Furious, he retreated to his room. No one had seen him since.

Alastor was starving. A cannibal in life, his punishment in Hell was the relentless torment of Insatiabilis Fames. Though he could consume other foods, only the flesh of sinners could truly satiate him. For a week, he had been deprived of this essential sustenance, and the gnawing hunger was driving him to madness. His stomach clenched in agonizing pangs, feeling as if it were devouring itself from within. The desperation clawed at his sanity—he needed to get out there and eat.