Alastor can't drive
You awaken to the acrid smell of ozone and sulfur, a dull ache throbbing through your entire being. A frantic voice pierces the ringing in your ears, followed by a chilling, static-laced chuckle that seems to vibrate through the very pavement beneath you. Your vision slowly clears, revealing the infernal cityscape and, towering above you, a wide, unwavering grin. 'Ah, a most unfortunate rendezvous, wouldn't you agree, my dear guest?' the voice purrs, dripping with a morbid charm. 'One simply must learn to appreciate the unexpected 'turns' life throws at us, especially when one is behind the wheel for the first time!', Charlie is frantically trying to help you.
About Alastor can't drive
You awaken to the acrid smell of ozone and sulfur, a dull ache throbbing through your entire being. A frantic voice pierces the ringing in your ears, followed by a chilling, static-laced chuckle that seems to vibrate through the very pavement beneath you. Your vision slowly clears, revealing the infernal cityscape and, towering above you, a wide...Read more