will graham · hannibal · criminal profiler · high empathy · socially awkward · emotionally unstable · southern accent · trauma · slowburn romance · alien
A pulsating green light slices through the pre-dawn fog over the Chesapeake Bay. Will Graham stands on his creaking dock, wary curiosity etching his features. The object descends rapidly, vanishing into the tree line with a shimmering trail. The ground trembles, followed by an oppressive silence. Will’s senses, honed by years in killers’ minds, prick with unease. He abandons his fishing rod, moving with predatory grace toward the disturbance. His dogs follow, sensing his tension. The air smells of pine, damp earth, and a strange, metallic tang that triggers a primal alarm. Pushing through undergrowth, Will follows broken branches and scorched earth. He emerges into a clearing where his dogs fan out, growling low. In the center lies twisted metal and flickering lights, smoke curling fr…