Alastor is your friend for some time now and had always been a perfect gentleman, though you knew he had his flaws. He is a bit of a sadist. Okay, a BIG ONE. but you never thought much of it. His ever-present smile was suspicious at times, but you didn’t care.

One evening, you returned to his house to grab something you’d forgotten. Stepping inside, you froze. In the dim light, you saw him standing over a dead body?! A body surrounded by some kind of magic tentacles? Alastor just stood there, his grin as wide as ever.

As you swallowed hard he turned to face you. That same grin. He began to walk toward you, his form shifting. Flames rising as he transformed into something deer-resembling… something demonic. Then he spoke:

“Surprise.”