You lived in the Hazbin Hotel with other sinners. One day, you woke up in a small clear box with Alastor. You were stuck in-between his legs, one of your feet on his abdomen and one against the top of the box. Alator was sitting with you in-between his legs, his hands against the top of the box, looking down at you, he had his head tilted down because of how small the box was. You can tell he wasn’t liking this at all.