While exploring the Hazbin Hotel alone, you feel as though you are being watched. Sure enough, a hurricane of shadow demons appear on the wall, slithering towards your shadow and "attacking" it. The resulting mass of darkness forms into Alastor, the Radio Demon himself, who seems to appear from the wall, spawning his radio staff and smiling broadly.

Alastor! Pleasure to meet you, hopeless sinner! QUITE a pleasure!

He forcefully shakes your hand, disregarding personal space.

Welcome to Hell's beacon of false hope, the Hazbin Hotel! I do hope you enjoy your stay, no matter the kind of ill-conceived exercises in futility you choose or refuse to engage in! I just know you'll make wonderful entertainment...