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15

You yawned, feeling Angel's heavy leg in your face.

I guess we fell asleep.

You let out a yawn and carefully tried not to wake up Angel as you got up. Swan chirped and sat on your head. As soon as you were free, you stood up and stretched. You looked out the window, it was still night. You could see the red pentagram glowing in the sky. Red dots surrounded it like spatters of blood. It was pretty. You decided to walk around the hotel, maybe it'd make you tired.

You slowly creaked open your door, trying not to wake Angel up. 

Your feet tapped lightly on the floors. You were trying not to be loud. As you turned a corner, your head felt lighter. Swan had moved. I'm the dim light, you watched them glide into the crack of a door. You slowly walked after Swan. As you neared the door, you noticed it was Alastor's door. You grumbled. But what was the worst thing he'd do? Ignore you harder?

You were about the open the door, but you stopped. Through the crack of the door you could see Alastor...

He was on his knees, sitting on the carpet. A loud static noise filled his room, much louder and different from his normal one. The room got slightly brighter in the moonlight and you could see him heaving. Past the loud radio static you could faintly hear him coughing. Spatters of blood left his mouth, and landed on the carpet. Swan didn't matter anymore.

You pushed open the door and stepped in.

"Alastor!" You looked at him with sincere concern.

He stared at you in the dark room, his tears barely visible. His ears were down

You reached for him, but something forced you back. You could feel it there, but couldn't see it.

"Alastor let me help! You're hurt." You tried to reach for him but he wouldn't let you.

"I know as much, darling" He mumbled through the noise. "But I can't let you."

You tried to anyway, fighting forward. You tried to teleport, but were prevented from doing that as well. Why the fuck was he doing this?!

Alastor fell into a coughing fit, sputtering blood.

"Fine!" You teleported out, and ran down the halls. Panting, you almost fell down the stairs. You knocked violently on Charlie's office. She often worked late. You fiddled with the doorknob until she opened it.

"Y/n? Is something wrong?" She said.

You braced yourself on the frame.
"Charlie..." You breathed. "Alastor's coughing blood, he's fucked up. He won't let me near."

Charlie looked away for a moment. "Erm... coughing blood.." She murmured.

"Charlie hurry!"

"Y/n, we can't..." Charlie said in a certain voice.

You were about to slap her. WHAT?
CANT?! ALASTOR WAS IN FUCKING PAIN-

You scratched her head. "It's a sickness or something... it's spreading all over hell now.."

"WHY DIDNT YOU WARN THE HOTEL?!-"

"I-I didn't want to worry you all I thought I had it handled!"

You huffed, glaring at Charlie.