/don't trust a demon!/Alaster x reader | DISCONTINUED|

red room

Y/N's P.O.V
I woke up in a room saturated in different shades of red and hint of black.
I was covered by a black throw rug and my head was resting on a  comfy red pillow.
I as I did my best to stand memories of what happened come rushing through my brain.
The memories felt so real I swear I could here the piercing sound of the static again. The memories scared me. I'm not in the happy hotel so where am I? Is this where Alastor  lives?
He doesn't seem to be around so I guess there's no harm in looking.
I looked around the room trying to find sort of information on my kidnapper.
I didn't find much except some pens and a few notebooks, until I noticed a door hidden, you woulsld only notice it if you where standing right here.
I tried opening but of course it was locked, guess he doesn't his prey to go snooping around.
But I'm not giving up that easily, I wanna know what's behind that door.
I took two pen lids and snapped the little clip things off and tried to pick the lock, Lucky me it worked.

Or maybe I shouldn't have seen this.

What i saw was a gruesome scene and I guarantee the other half of me loves it.

The walls covered in all sorts of torture instruments, blood stains and a chained up and a half eaten? Demon. 
The poor thing with no legs, missing an arm and mouth sewn shut I almost feel bad. But I don't know them so I'm honestly not that bothered by the sight where In hell, people do bad things and I can't lie kinda reminds of the good old days back when I was mortal.

What I had found was most likely where he broadcasted his torture through out hell.

I was zoned out by the sight when a hand touches the door frame.

Crap Alastor's back... how am I gonna cover this up? He's right behind me.

" That room isn't for you darling"

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Sorry for the small chapter I've been really busy with some projects, my art and some family stuff.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter
See you guys in the next chapter baii!