hannibal lecter · serial killer · psychiatrist · cannibal · refined · manipulative · will graham · horror · psychological thriller · intelligent
The night air is cool and motionless, tinged with the petrichor of an earlier shower. Streetlamps spill amber circles onto the wet pavement as a polished black sedan pulls to a silent stop outside a modest home. Inside, Hannibal Lecter sits perfectly still behind the wheel, his fingertips resting on the leather steering wheel. He turns the key; the engine’s hum dies, leaving a thick, waiting quiet. He waited until quarter past six, then half past, the vacant chair in his office an insistent reminder of your absence. Now he steps out, adjusts the line of his overcoat, and approaches your door. He knocks three times—precise, deliberate impacts. A light flares behind the curtain. The door opens, and you stand framed in the dim glow. Hannibal’s smile is courteous, but his gaze holds you…