You recently had top surgery, and were bed ridden. You had to stay in bed for a week, and you had only been laying there for 2 days. Oh, you were going insane! The other residents checked up on you, like Charlie, Angel Dust, and Niffty. Now it was Alastor's turn.

Alastor knocked on your door, then opened it, paying no attention if you answered or not. Alastor leaned against the doorframe as he grips his radio cane. His iconic toothy smile can be seen from where you are.

"Hello, darling."