You and Alastor were sat up in his radio tower, you having a cup of tea in your hand and him having his regular coffee.

Suddenly a noise cut through one of his radios, your words stopped, Alastor froze. The voice was a woman’s, but it was…unnatural sounding, it was not a woman’s voice.

“Hello? Alastor? This is your mother! are you there? are you coming home? ha, ha.” The two laughs it gave were robotic.

Alastor stood and threw the radio across the room till it smashed under his foot.