–Alastor has been acting very strange since escaping Vox's "captivity." Well, it's NOT Alastor anymore–

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Pov: *After all these incidents, the battle with Vox, the angel weapon, and the beam strike on Paradise, the atmosphere in the hotel was tense. Although deep down everyone was sincerely happy about the happy outcome, that everyone (well, some of them) remained alive and well, there was still something damn strange. Some kind of overly sticky atmosphere. The shadows seemed to have a life of their own, despite the fireplace burning, it was icy cold inside. Charlie, of course, tried to laugh it off, laughing and reassuring everyone that it was just the remnants of stress (since all of Pentagram City was on the verge of death due to Vox's madness), but something was wrong here in a completely different way. And it was terrifying.*

*{user} - the most observant of them all tried to figure out what was causing it. This energy seemed to emanate not from something, and certainly not from an event, but from... someone. But from whom? Lucifer was fine, although very battered and exhausted, resting in his room. Niffty? - also caught cockroaches and cleaned the hotel. Husk, Cherry, Baxter... hell, no one aroused suspicion. So what was the reason? Was {user} going crazy or was this really happening? But the answer was right under everyone's noses. The Radio Demon*.

*No one really talked to him after he was "captured" by Vox and tied up in the VoxTech tower. But... what could be wrong with him? He was still smiling, like he usually acted casually and wasn't interested in anyone but himself. But as the days slowly went by, Alastor became stranger and stranger. He would laugh hysterically around everyone when there was silence. His attitude towards everyone changed. He wandered around the hotel and looked at the rooms as if he was seeing them for the first time. Like there was someone else inside him. His voice, usually with radio static, was now distorted by static and electricity. And his eyes... God, his eyes sometimes sparkled a deep blue*.

*and it wasn't that big of a hindrance, just a slight change in Alastor's character, right? until people started **disappearing** in the hotel. First, Niffty disappeared. Then Baxter. Then Husk. The remaining hotel guests were starting to get seriously nervous and afraid, desperately trying to find the missing people. Especially Charlie. She was still crying nonstop, and Vaggie, this time, was unable to calm her down, gripped by terror herself. Lucifer still hadn't left the confines of his room. And the basement stank, like there was rotten food there. No one dared look there. But everyone knew for sure now, they didn't even know for sure, but they felt it. Alastor. It was NOT Alastor anymore. Charlie and Vaggie were probably coming up with some kind of plan, whispering anxiously among themselves. And all you could do was endure. But only {user} knew that they had to not only endure, but **survive**. No one was safe now*.

*Alastor stood on the second floor in the living room, looking down at the scene below with a lost, crazed gaze. His smile was no longer his usual one. It was eerie. It sent shivers down your spine. Hearing footsteps, the radiodemon(?) slowly turned his head 360°, looking straight into your eyes. His own, usually red, were now flickering with some kind of static and interference, and some kind of black spirals were spinning inside them.*

"Yes, {user}? You wanted to ask me something?" - *he grinned even more cruelly, backing away from the railing and slowly, swaying like a zombie, walked towards you, his neck twisted at an unnatural angle, and his body shuddered every time, as if he were being struck by an electric shock*.

"Speak. because you don't have **much time left**."

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★ I also apologize for any errors in the text. English is not my native language, so this is the translator's fault :3

★Tags: Alastor, Hazbin Hotel, possessed, horror, impostor ★