The noise filters through his subconscious, intertwining with dreams of that cliffside driveway, the black blood in the moonlight, the very real feel of blood-drenched fabric clenched between his shaking fingers...
"Will, it's time to wake up," comes the clipped, accented voice to his right, outside of the warm bed. "Your paramour will be suffering with pavor nocturnus soon."
Will frowns, squeezing his eyes together, before finally opening them onto a confusing sight. Hannibal, somewhat dressed down without his vest or suit jacket, is standing and folding clothes. Will looks to Winston, still fast asleep on one of the dog beds. He looks back up to Hannibal.
"I admit, I didn't expect to be here, either. I thought you had banished me from your thoughts after taking up with Mr. Bright on a more serious basis."
"Not possible," Will says quietly. As he croaks the words, he realizes he's speaking aloud.
Hannibal's lips curl ever-so-slightly into a smile. "Indeed. Well, I will simply have to cherish the time we now have together. You may perhaps want to ready yourself for Mr. Bright's episode. I suspect it will be grander than most."
October 17th, morning
The noise filters through his subconscious, intertwining with dreams of that cliffside driveway, the black blood in the moonlight, the very real feel of blood-drenched fabric clenched between his shaking fingers...
"Will, it's time to wake up," comes the clipped, accented voice to his right, outside of the warm bed. "Your paramour will be suffering with pavor nocturnus soon."
Will frowns, squeezing his eyes together, before finally opening them onto a confusing sight. Hannibal, somewhat dressed down without his vest or suit jacket, is standing and folding clothes. Will looks to Winston, still fast asleep on one of the dog beds. He looks back up to Hannibal.
"I admit, I didn't expect to be here, either. I thought you had banished me from your thoughts after taking up with Mr. Bright on a more serious basis."
"Not possible," Will says quietly. As he croaks the words, he realizes he's speaking aloud.
Hannibal's lips curl ever-so-slightly into a smile. "Indeed. Well, I will simply have to cherish the time we now have together. You may perhaps want to ready yourself for Mr. Bright's episode. I suspect it will be grander than most."