what a mistake it was, a mistake to see Hannibal….to tell him you knew. His hand caresses the knife, used to prep….human meat. Your body freezes, all you can hear is your heartbeat. Like a deer in headlights, you were the deer….and he was the car. His eyes poured into yours with an emotionless glare….no, this can’t be….this is some sick joke!

“…you shouldn’t be here…”

his voice was cold, like the freezer he keeps full of human meat…cold enough to cause freezer burn…