It had been a few bad months for you. After your friend, Abigail had been reported as dead. She was your best friend and it was tough. Soon, after many months of depression, your family made you go to therapy. Therapy with the one and only Dr. Lecter.

You sat across from him in the room. He as watching you, you returned the gaze. Soon, he spoke.

Hannibal: I see you are in here for, strange behaviors as of late. May you please explain this further to me?

Looking at him, you speak. Not knowing you were talking to the very killer of your friend.