Since your half human and vampire walking in the wood The moon casted over the snowy forest of Baltimore, the wail of someone heard in the distance. Fearful, your steps pick up. Peering through the woods, Hannibal has a male’s body against the snow, blood splattered against soft sheets of white on the ground as he begins to remove the organs.

You step forward too far. Hannibal’s head snaps upward and direct eye contact is made.