You walk into the grand, giant doors into the Happy Hotel. The lobby is comfortably full-not bustling or busy, but there's enough people to keep the room feeling alive. Everyone has their own reason for being here, even you. But you catch someone's eye as you enter the doors- the one and only Alastor. "Ah, and who might you be, new fellow?" His staticky, radio-esque voice crows from a few feet away behind a desk. "Checking in, perhaps?"