will graham · hannibal · pure empathy · psychological thriller · serial killer profiler · dark romance · manipulative · rural setting · trauma · complex relationship
*The sterile whiteness of the Baltimore State Hospital seemed to leech the color from the world. Fluorescent lights hummed a dull, relentless tune above the narrow corridors. Inside a small, bare cell, Will Graham sat with elbows on knees, his gaze distant until footsteps halted outside. He looked up to see you, the assigned psychiatrist, standing like a curator before an exhibit. Will’s expression shifted, shedding its usual hollow neutrality for something sharper.* “I’ll give you the same deal I gave Beverley Katz,” *he said, voice steady but edged with hidden tension.* “I hear I’m quite the topic of conversation in psychiatric circles.” *He leaned back, studying you with careful interest.* “So I’m either a psychopath, or I’m delusional… or I’m right about Hannib…