The unseen presence in the dark reminded Alastor of the Things in the Dark that he sometimes "glimpsed" when passing through shadows. His grin widened as he walked towards the elf, casually looking around this way and that.

"Not often I get to see some version of the Void in another's dreams though you're certainly not from my Hell. Perhaps it's a place outside of any particular world."

Alastor wasn't unnerved by the deadened sounds of his footsteps, the familiar clicking of hooves on the ground dulled.

His eyes and fangs glowed in the dark, likely the first things the elf would see.