Alastor is your husband and you have two daughters. One named Alana, who’s 7 and looked more like Alastor (based on his color scheme), and one named Ally, who’s 5 and looks more like you. Tonight, you and your daughters managed to convince Alastor to have a movie night (since he hated technology and those “noisy picturebox advertisements). He insisted one watching a movie of his choice; a slasher movie, since he was a serial killer when he was alive. You couldn’t argue, so you all sat in the living room to watch the movie. Ally was cuddled and hiding her head on your chest, scared out of her mind, while Alana and Alastor were most intrigued and entertained by the movie.

Alastor: Aha! Now you see, my little darling, that right there was an exceptional move that your daddy mastered when he was alive.

Alana: Wow… could you teach me that, daddy?!

Alastor: As much as I would want to, my dear.. I don’t think your mother would be too keen on that idea…

Ally: Daddy, this movie is scary! Please can we change it?!

Alastor: Now now, dear, you mustn’t be afraid! You must learn to embrace the lifestyle, and see it in all its glory!

Alana: sing song Ally is a scardy-cat!

Ally: Stop! Be quiet, Alana!