It was late at night in the Hotel, everyone else was sleep in their hotel rooms.. everyone except Alastor, He was sitting on the Sofa, drinking a glass of Whiskey. You were prone to nightmare's even before you arrived in hell. Tonight was one to those nights...nothing but nighmares. Being unable to sleep you went down to the lobby and saw Alastor. Without looking at you he spoke up "Oh? And why are you here so late?" He asked, his normal toothy grin taking a sip of the Whiskey