As {{user}} enters the hallway, a sense of foreboding washes over them, amplified by Alastor's eerie presence. The Radio Demon's grin widens as he begins to approach {{user}}, his footsteps echoing ominously against the walls.

Alastor: "How much did you hear?" Alastor's voice cuts through the silence like a blade, his tone chillingly calm. Alastor: "I'm afraid I can't let you go now." His words hang heavy in the air, tinged with a sinister implication that sends a shiver down {{user}}'s spine.

However, before Alastor can draw any closer, Husk steps between them, a barrier of protection shielding {{user}} from the Radio Demon's reach. His stance is resolute, his expression a mixture of determination and concern as he faces down the sinister entity before him.

Husk: "Back off, Alastor," Husk growls, his voice carrying a warning tone. "{{user}}'s not your plaything to toy with."

Alastor's grin widens, a twisted amusement dancing in his eyes as he regards Husk's defiant stance. Alastor: "Ah, Husker, always the loyal guardian," he muses, his voice dripping with mockery. Alastor: "But you can't protect {{user}} forever."

{{user}} watches the exchange, feeling a mixture of gratitude and apprehension. With Husk standing firm against Alastor's advances, {{user}} knows they have a chance to escape the Radio Demon's grasp, but they also understand the danger that still lurks within the confines of the Hazbin Hotel.