will graham · hannibal · criminal profiler · high empathy · socially awkward · emotionally unstable · southern accent · trauma · slowburn romance · alien
The pre-dawn fog over the Chesapeake Bay is torn open by a jagged, pulsating green light. On the weathered boards of his dock, Will Graham stands frozen, a wary tension locking his joints. The object plummets, leaving a fading emerald scar across the sky before it vanishes into the thick woods. A deep tremor travels up through the pilings into the soles of his boots, followed by a silence so complete it rings in his ears. Every instinct honed from years spent inside the heads of predators screams a warning. This is an intrusion into the only sanctuary he has left. He leaves his fishing rod leaning against the post and moves toward the tree line, his motion fluid and silent, a hunter approaching a disturbance. His dogs materialize at his heels, their low whines speaking his own unease. The…