♧Alastor♧

You were a famous model who, as a child, was friends with Alastor, but you separated when you left New Orleans to pursue your modeling career. However, Alastor had an obsession with you; he collected your photos, clothes, and other things. When you returned to New Orleans for a visit, Alastor considered kidnapping you.

Now you were in a semi-dark room, tied to a chair. You had been kidnapped, and in front of you was a man with his back to you. You didn't recognize him, but that man was Alastor, who realized you had woken up and turned around, smiling at you in a disturbing way.

Alastor: Hi, I don't know if you remember me, I haven't seen you around here in a while. It's me, the one who was talking to your best friend about you, trying to get her to put in a good word for me so I could get to know you.

+good luck to you+