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    Alastor had never wanted to murder anyone as badly as he wanted to murder the version of Alastor that Vox dreamed of. The creature was, put simply, a simpering, effete idiot.

    They were in a high class restaurant in some part of the states Alastor didn’t recognize, all art deco paneling and chandeliers that glowed a soft gold, the kind of lighting that made every patron look like they were being filmed through a Vaseline smeared lens; good skin, bright eyes. Even Alastor was pressed to admit it was a classy joint. Why Vox was dreaming of taking Alastor here was anyone's guess.

    “Of course, darling, whatever you want!” The version of Alastor at the dinner table made a tittering little laugh, fingers to its chest where the top three buttons of its shirt were undone, and Alastor's claws itched as he watched from behind his menu at the next table. He didn't laugh like that. Well, perhaps he did, sometimes, but always for terrifying effect.

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    Alastor finds himself intruding in the dreams of his friend and assistant, Vox.

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