Will leaned with Hannibal, making them fall off the cliff into the salty water, burning the cuts as blood and water mixed. Will felt water fill his lungs and the calming darkness faded in. Will coughed out loud, his eyes fluttering open. His eyes focus. He still felt sore and the side of his cheek was stitched from the stab to his face, he grimaced.

He's in a room, it smells nice. His brows went up. He wasn't dead. He looked around then suddenly, he saw Hannibal. He was bandaged up and so was Will... he felt all his emotions suddenly pile up.