Through the Rabbit-hole
or
Holy Fuck I'm in the World of Hannibal and Nigel Lector
Hi guys, it's gunna be a weird-ass foursome crossover between Hannibal, Hannibal Rising, Charlie Countryman, and Adam. It's gunna be a bumpy ride ya'll.
The first thing I notice as I struggled to open my eyes was a), I was hella fucking cold, and b), I was in about a foot of fuck-damn snow. "Just my luck, I'm either dead, or I got fucking kidnapped." Huffing, and generally just regretting my existence as a whole, I rolled over and inched my way over to a nearby tree. When I got as comfortable as possible against the rough bark, I finally took in my surroundings. "….Oh fuck me, I'm in a god-damn war-zone, and it's fucking snowing." Burned war-zone, and plane debris scattered the area. I deadpanned, of course, this is where I get sent lovely.
At this point, I'm pretty convinced that I died or some shit, and got sent somewhere. "Great… Lord give me strength… And please, either let them speak English, or let me speak whatever the Hell they speak."
I spent the next hour hobbling to the left of where I originally was...And I was fucking lost… "I'm gunna keep going until the Sun goes down, but if I get eaten by a fucking wolf or some-shit. Castiel, Tom Hiddleston, Benedict Cumberbatch, and the motherfucking voice of Cryoatic himself better be waiting for my ass." So here I am two and a half hours later, almost outta my mind with thirst and completely just fucking done in general. My legs ached, and I could feel my strength slowly leaving me.
Just when I was about to give up a just lay down in the snow, hoping that I wouldn't up and die, I saw heard footsteps coming from my left.