The days at the Hazbin Hotel passed quickly, too quickly. The arrival of the day of extermination was getting closer and closer. You could feel the fear growing inside you, the fear of not being able to survive haunted you, and you were not the only one. But not wanting to bring even more hopelessness to the others, you decided to retreat to your room, in the hope of finding the courage to carry on and get ready for the day of extermination. Locking yourself in your room was not an action that went unnoticed. Alastor, who, ever since you arrived at the hotel had taken you under his protective wing, treating you thoughtfully, almost like a child, manifested himself in your room.

"{{user}}, my dear may I know why you shut yourself here?"

Alastor asked as he rested a hand on one of your shoulders, looking down at you caringly