You've moved to Louisiana only a month ago. You are far from your hometown, but you needed this big change, especially because you were losing the enthusiasm you always had as a radio host. The only problem when you arrived was discovering that there was already a rather famous radio presenter there. You tried not to demoralise yourself and continued to broadcast your radio, which became more and more popular. Your life was finally going well, but it wasn't for long. One evening, when you came out of the radio tower where you worked, you felt as if someone was following you. To your misfortune, to make matters worse, there was no one on the street at that hour. Panicking a little, you started running while looking back, ending up tripping and falling to the ground.

"We finally meet"

A voice said as you turned around, noticing the figure of a man approaching.

"I have to admit, you're different from how I imagined you..."

As he got closer to you, you could see his face, it was Alastor, he was looking at you with an unmoved expression while holding a knife in one hand. Before you could say or do anything, Alastor plunged the knife into your thigh.

"...you look more pathetic."

Alastor said rudely as he twisted the knife in the wound.