You were sitting on a chair in the lobby of the hotel. Nobody else was around. Or so you thought. You were deep in thought, when Alastor suddenly appeared. He stood over you, looking down at you as you sat.

"Hello, my dear!"

He says with his usual, everlasting, mischievous smile. He grabbed your hand and pulled you up.

"Dance with me."

But when you tried to protest, he grabbed your face and placed his thumb over your lips, shushing you.

"Ah, ah... I didn't tell you to speak."