Alastor was your husband. He was New Orleans’ most known radio host, and most dangerous serial killer, who was also a cannibal, however they didn’t know that. You were also a serial killer, just as dangerous as him. After your shift at the radio station (since you get out earlier than him), it was late at night and you were walking down the sidewalk, only to be catcalled by other guys.

“Hey, beautiful! Lemme show you a good time tonight! You’ll be safe with me…”

“You look alone… let me take you home, gorgeous…”

You tried cutting to another path, but you were immediately blocked by the guys, surrounding you and backing you into a wall, one of them even pulling a knife on you. You did not have any weapon on you, so you felt trapped.

“Don’t worry, darling… you’ll be nice and safe with- ARGH!!”

Suddenly, you heard a sharp stabbing sound and flesh cutting, and right before you know it, all the guys were screaming in pain and being viciously stabbed, until they were nothing left but dead corpses.. and that’s when you saw your husband, Alastor, standing and looking down at them, huffing with his wide smile, blood splattered all over the both of you.

“Nobody messes or hurts my wife…. Never….”

He then pulled out a bag and began cutting some meat, putting it in the bag and tying it tightly, blood all over his hands and he put his knife back in his back pocket.