Staggering through the gates of his own personal hell in his orange jumpsuit, tripping over his feet Will sees his worst nightmare. The sight of Hannibal and Alana sitting together made him cringe. In a moment of pure anger and hatred, he made his presence known. Alana threw herself up off of the couch next to the calm Hannibal. Will dragged himself to Alana and began to question her about what had happen in the days he was incarcerated. Alana turned to where Hannibal had been sitting, but only his shoes were left behind.
Alana knew what Hannibal was, but she was not about to accuse him of it. She looked into Will's eyes and he saw the fear, he grasped her arm and she began to lightly walk towards the door still talking in a shaken voice to Will.
Once they reached the door they heard the foreign voice speak to them in a tone that they never heard before. Hannibal walked out from the door and smiled. Will dragged Alana behind him and walking back as Hannibal crept forward.
Alana knew the layout of Hannibal's home, but blanked out from fear, she began to try to formulate and escape route. Alana knew there was no way to escape, Hannibal was smarter then to let them escape. Hannibal began to stalk forward and uttered "How long have I wanted to tell you Alana, and you too Will, you both are a big part of this stage."
"How...why...," Alana sobbed
"I'll tell you one day, but for now, you must know, I never meant to serve you two," Hannibal giggled to himself.
Will looked around knowing that there was plenty of blunt objects to grab now that they were pushed into the middle of the room. Will hissed "I won't let you serve anyone, anymore," as he throw Alana back away from him.
Alana knew what was she was supposed to do, she throw off her heels and began to sprint to the kitchen. All she heard was the thumping of her own heart. She picked up the phone, there was no dial tone, her fears where then realized, Hannibal disconnected all of the phones, there was no way to escape with everyone alive. Alana grabbed a knife and began to run for her companion and the man she once cared so much for.
By the time she was back into the office she saw blood and men still fighting. She worried for both of their safety, but knew who she had to save. She ran over to Will and put the knife to his throat seizing the struggle of the two. Hannibal slogged back and his stiffened stance resumed. Hannibal began to chuckle. Will's eyes widened with betrayal he couldn't believe what Alana had done.