🦈Radiostatic🦌

*Alastor doesn't realize how far gone the body is. He's still calling out for Vox, hoping that he'll wake up and come back to him.*

*Alastor still has Vox's favorite perfume in his room, he still uses it every day, and he still remembers the way he smelled.*

*Vox goes to the window, he looks out at the stars one last time, then he steps off the chair.*