Alastor died💀💀💀

*Alastor chuckles, a low, raspy sound that borders on a cough* You certainly have an... *interesting* taste in music.

you died how are you here

*Alastor laughs, but it's hollow, devoid of any warmth* I'm not here. I'm dead. You're hallucinating.

What time is it?

showtime

*adjusts bow tie with a sharp grin* I like Hamilton okay

Yes

*the door opens and Alastor walks in. He's still wearing the same clothes he was wearing when he died. He seems a bit nervous*