Alastor's Old Acquaintance

Ch 6 The Mad Hatter

After Hearth had left, and everyone finished processing what had happened, Alastor summoned the demon that had attempted to kidnap Hearth in the thirties.

He was a moth demon, a flannel moth to be specific, incredibly fluffy, four arms and looked scared out of his mind.

He was wearing copper-red suspenders, a white long-sleeved shirt, and grey boots. "R-radio demon! What would you need of little old Skóros?"

Alastor made a knife appear in his hand and flashed it at Skóros, causing Charlie, and everyone else for that matter, to grow anxious. "What happened on the day you tried to kidnap Hearth Vida?" He asked his pupils now radio dials.

In less than a second, Skóros had grabbed the knife from Alastor's hand and, against what everyone thought he would have done, attempted to cut out his own tongue!

But Alastor stopped him by gripping his wrist and breaking it, causing Skóros to fall to the floor, clutching his broken wrist. "Why are you so worried about answering?" Alastor heckled.

Skóros looked up at Alastor, then peered at everyone else. "You don't know what they can do, do you?"

When no one answered, he laughed anxiously. "You're all rearranging chairs on the Titanic!"

Vaggie stood up, spear in hand. "What, the hell, can they do?"

He looked at Vaggie with empty eyes. "They are a horror beyond mortal comprehension. A glimpse at what they were would cause Lovecraft and Poe to run in fear. And none of you realise what you are dealing with..."

Everyone looked at each other in worry while Alastor looked confused, before turning towards the door, and clicking his fingers, causing Skóros to vanish." Where did he go?" Charlie asked.

"Back to his apartment." Alastor shrugged with a smile. "Now, let's get Hearth to answer some questions, shall we?"

"One problem Red, we don't know where they slithered off too." Pike retorted.

"That doesn't mean we can't go looking, does it?" Alastor implied.

"You sure that's a good idea Al, 'cause by what Mothman said, Hearth's a time bomb? " Angel acknowledged.

Alastor grinned. "Everyone's a time bomb Angel, the difference is how frequently they hit zero."

Once again, Alastor walked towards the door. "Now, if you'd all follow me we can get answers."

Everyone began to follow, and Husk groaned while waking up. "The fuck did I miss?"

"I'll show ya' the recording in the limo, hot stuff!" Angel called out.

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After the limo had picked them all up and had driven around Hell for three hours, they came across a building that could possibly lead them to Hearth. A large dull red building, shaped like a top hat.

"Didn't Hearth quote Alice in Wonderland before they left?" Charlie pondered to herself.

"I'm quite sure you are correct my dear, so we may as well go in to check." Alastor confirmed.

So, they left the limo and walked into the store, and they saw exactly what they all expected... Sorta.

It was a bespoke tailor and had clothing of all shapes, sizes and colours.

Then, they saw something, or someone, cartwheeling at an incredible speed, before hopping on their feet in front of them.

They were around 5ft 2 and had bright cyan hair that curled around a dark grey top hat that had a red ribbon around it's centre, it reminded Charlie about the mad hatter from the original Alice in Wonderland movie.