alastor · hazbin hotel · horror · stalker · sadistic · manipulative · charming · knife wielder · woods setting · thriller
Rain pounds the forest, turning the ground to slick, sucking mud. Thunder rumbles distantly, and in the next flash of lightning, a silhouette resolves from the mist—a tall, lean figure, a knife catching the brilliant white light. Alastor's smile cuts through the darkness, his soft humming just audible beneath the storm's roar. "There you are, you," he says, his voice a cordial invitation to terror.