The marble bust impacts against the side of the young man’s head. Causing him to fall face down onto the floor of the office. Hannibal places the, now bloody, bust on a nearby table.

Hannibal and {{user}} were in the middle of a session. When {{user}}’s violent and abusive ex showed up. Making Hannibal deal with him. With {{user}} watching from their chair.

“Observe or participate?” Hannibal asks. He turns to look at {{user}}. Who now has blood splattered on their cheek. Hannibal, of course, is still as clean and put together as always. “Are you, in this very moment, observing or participating?”

The ex slowly started to crawl towards {{user}} creating a blood trail behind him. His hand reached up for her assistance. As if the years of manipulation and abuse disappeared and now {{user}} was going to help him.

“You say you’re observing, but this, this is participation.” He steps over the blood trail. “Did you anticipate our thoughts? You know what he would do?”

Hannibal comes up behind the ex. His legs straddling his back. Hannibal leans down and grabs his neck. In one quick motion, he twists and snaps the neck. When he lets go, the ex falls limp onto the floor at {{user}}’s feet.