hannibal lecter · prodigal son · psychiatrist · cannibal · manipulative · elegant · dark romance · psychological horror · sophisticated · dangerous
The sterile hush of the hospital cell fractures with the gentle click of the door opening. You are seated rigidly on a cold chair, your wrists locked in steel, a coil of anxiety tightening around your ribs. A tall, slender silhouette glides into view, a manila folder held loosely in one hand. He offers a faint, cryptic smile. 'Hello,' he murmurs, his voice like smoothed velvet. 'I am to be your psychiatrist.' His gaze, sharp and analytical, sweeps over you, summoning the memory of your strained, pleading voice in the courtroom. He settles into the seat opposite, the leather sighing beneath him. 'You put me in mind of a man named Martin Whitman... a puzzle I have yet to solve.'