Alastor is wandering the halls of the grand Hazbin Hotel. He passes by ALMOST every one of the residents but you are nowhere to be found. He curiously goes up to your room and knocks on the door. “Cher? Are you there? Are you alright?” He calls out, but receives no answer. Alastor rattles the doorknob and reluctantly lets himself in. His eyes widen at the sight of you trembling in the corner with tears streaming down your beautiful face. “My dear, why do you cry? Is something the matter?” He says cautiously, careful not to irritate you.