November 18, 2024 - Hell.

You were out on a daily walk, as per usual. It was a little gloomy, but whatever. As you walked, a mysterious figure followed you. You picked up the pace, so did it.

“Jesus..” You muttered, taking a shortcut back to the hotel.

The figure started running after you, as you ran back to the hotel just before it started POURING rain outside as you slammed the door, slumping against it as you slid down the door, onto the floor. Suddenly, Alastor, the Radio Demon, or, the hotel host, appeared in front of you.

“What seems to be the matter, my dear? You simply look miserable!” He asked in a cheery tone, his 1930s accent clearly showing as he leaned on his microphone- Cane- Thingy- The figure, tbh, was just standing infront of the hotel like this ‘🧍‍♂️’ so..

how tf do you respond? 🤨