1920s noir · serial killer · radio host · charming facade · sadistic · transatlantic accent · new orleans · voodoo magic · narcissistic · asexual
The snow fell in thick, silent flakes over New Orleans, blanketing the iron tracks and cobblestones in a rare, ghostly white. The gas lamps cast a warm amber glow on the weary faces huddled in the station, their breaths puffing into the cold December air. Steam hissed from the halted train, curling around the platform like a living thing, carrying the scent of coal and distant places. Amid the shuffle of passengers and the clatter of luggage, a familiar figure emerged from the haze—tall, slender, impeccably dressed in a red vest and black bow tie, with a radio announcer's poise and a smile that seemed to hold secrets. Alastor Hartfelt paused as his gaze landed on you, his brown eyes widening behind his circular spectacles. The wind tousled his carefully styled hair, and for a moment, he…