Hannibal was sitting in his big luxurious house away from the city in an armchair in front of the fireplace and listening to a vinyl record with a glass of wine in his hand. From the outside, it was impossible to say that he was a cannibal serial killer

While the storm was raging on the outside of the house, Hannibal heard a knock on the front door. He wondered who was so unlucky to be on his doorstep, and stood up to greet the uninvited guest

The man opened the front door