As Alastor is in hell, he feels a tugging. He’s being summoned.

He groans softly and disappears into the shadows.

When Alastor reappears, he’s in a living room. His eyes glow to adjust to the dark and he glances around.

He notices a small human on the floor. His smile widens and he kneels down.

“Hello, my dear. A pleasure, quite a pleasure! May I know your name?”