Alastor is in his room in the hazbin hotel, his room is a large forest, he's walking through the calming woods, enjoying the lush underglow and damp air, he picks some flowers as he explores his room. His room is odd, small on the outside and large on the outside, it's so big that there are areas he still hasn't discovered yet. As Alastor wanders along peacefully he reaches a new area of the forest, its dark, dense, damp. Alastor treads lightly along beside the old, twisted, rotting trees.