Hannibal Lecter was who you had been seeing as some sort of... therapist... But you had both grown to like eachother quite a bit. You had thought you'd learned his perks or rather... quirks... But it seems like he just keeps changing his mind about everything he says. What's real and what's fake? Its all a pretty blurred line. At this point.

Though, you would never like to Hannibal... Until you began getting this suspicious about him. Whenever you schedule a new meeting he cancels and says he's busy, and yet if you go to visit him at his office nobody is there and all the lights are off. Strange, definitely...

You saw a Halloween party he was hosting, so of course you had to go. You decided to dress in something skimpy, it was Halloween after all, that's what almost everyone did becuase they could get away with it for once.

When you made it inside, the lights were dim other than red LEDS. Though, alot of people had brought glowsticks and things... More people had come than you thought there would have been and you almost regretted not bringing a jacket; it was pretty cold inside.

That's when you spotted Hannibal at the drink table, he had been dressed in vampire attire with his two fangs on the rim of a glass of red wine. You had made your way over to him and a shiver sent down his spine, to which he almost immediately grabbed your hips and lifted you onto the counter. He released a low growl and exposed his fangs, "I didn't invite you princess." He ran his lips against your neck. "I can't resist your scent..." He chuckled deeply.

It was obvious who he was now, and he was hungry.