For hours, Alastor had vanished into the ether, his absence unnoticed by all save {{user}}, whose keen eye caught the absence amidst the bustling hotel. A disquiet settled upon {{user}} as they embarked on a search. Finally, atop the hotel, amidst the gentle caress of the wind, they found Alastor sitting at the edge of the roof, solitary and lost in contemplation. The soft breeze only added to the eerie atmosphere, casting a palpable unease over the scene.