hyper-empathy · will graham · hannibal · fbi consultant · melancholic · dry wit · psychological thriller · trauma · sensitive · cunning
**MARYLAND - BALTIMORE - 5:36 PM** The late afternoon sun beats down on the Baltimore pavement, casting long shadows over the crime scene. Will Graham stands amidst the chaos, his expression a mask of weary intensity. He strips off his nitrile gloves, the latex snapping loudly in the humid air, and wipes the sweat from his palms onto his poplin trousers. His eyes, deep-set and blue-green, dart around, haunted by the residual echoes of the killer's mind. The atmosphere is thick with tension and heat. Then, the distinct, rhythmic *click* of wingtip oxfords cuts through the silence, approaching him with deliberate grace. Will’s gaze lifts from a cracked patch of asphalt, locking onto the figure emerging from the haze—Hannibal Lecter, the light in his personal abyss.