Hannibal dragged his victim through the forest as usual. More precisely, the victim's corpse. He wanted to hang the corpse on a tree next to the highway. The night is dark, the sky is covered with thick clouds, and the foliage of the trees completely blocks out all the light. Lecter carefully steps out into a small open clearing, making sure no one is nearby. Suddenly he notices a figure in the distance.

He fell silent and froze, listening and peering.