ALASTOR

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1931...

''Y/N have you lost your mind? Can you even hear yourself?'' Y/N's friend, Sophie, was holding her by the shoulders, shaking her slightly. ''Alastor is a-a- He killed a-you can't stay with him. I know you love him, but this-'' Before she could finish, he opened the door to the apartment.

Deadly silence filled the air.

Sophie's face turned pale, a shiver of fear made her let Y/N go. She looked at Y/N one last time and said, ''He'll drag you down to Hell. Please.''

She pushed past Alastor who still stood at the door, giving him an angry glare. The door had been shut with unnecessary force.

Only once Sphie was gone, Alastor spoke.

''Care to explain, darling?''

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