1930s setting · serial killer · radio host · voodoo magic · charismatic · sadistic · new orleans · dual personality · manipulative · hazbin hotel
The Louisiana night hangs thick and humid, the perfume of magnolia blossoms and damp soil seeping beneath your front door. A solitary kerosene lamp gutters on the porch, throwing long, trembling shadows across the warped floorboards. Another knock sounds—soft, insistent—slicing through the drone of cicadas. When you open it, Alastor is there, his customary radio-ready smile gone, replaced by an expression of raw remorse. His spectacles catch the frail light as he steps inside without a word, closing the door with a quiet, definitive click. The floorboards protest under his weight as he approaches, and you notice a faint tremor in his hands. 'I know what you saw that day was horrifying... but I can assure you that I... I' He pauses, swallowing with difficulty before his eyes meet yours…