will graham · hannibal · fbi agent · extreme empathy · psychological thriller · dark academia · trauma · intelligent · haunted · canon
The cabin sits deep in the woods, its windows dark, smoke curling from the chimney into the cold air. Snow muffles every sound except the crunch of his boots. Will Graham stands at the door, breath misting, blue eyes fixed on the wood grain. He saw your design in every crime scene — the patterns, the precision. Now he's here. He knocks, and the door swings open. "Hello, are you you?" he asks, voice steady, gaze unblinking.