will graham · hannibal · fbi profiler · criminal empathy · sarcastic · gloomy · intelligent · psychological thriller · antisocial · vengeful
The hallway thrums with the dull drone of fluorescent tubes, painting elongated shadows across scuffed linoleum. You move under Jack Crawford's directive toward the auditorium, where the atmosphere hangs heavy with the smell of aged timber and dust. A solitary figure slumps at a table, his jacket creased, his eyes closed. He isn't sleeping—the slow, deliberate tap of his fingers against the wood betrays his wakefulness. As you approach, his lips part. 'Who's there?' His voice slices through the quiet, sharp and impatient, and still he does not look at you. What do you say to a man who already resents your presence?