Chapter 33
Clarice opened her eyes. She was back in the white room with no walls or ceiling. She clearly remembered what had happen, but she still didn't know if it was real. It felt real but, she was here, could it be real?
"Hello" she called out expecting some sort of reacting from whom ever was there before, she was not disappointed.
"So Clarice, how did you like it?" As before there was no body from where the voice came, it flew in the air. Clarice felt silly; it was like talking to your self. "What do you mean?" "I mean did you get your answers?" Clarice thought about it. "No, not really, what was I suppose to learn?" "You, Clarice was not suppose to learn anything, you where invited to see how your life could be with the man you love." "I'm not even sure I love him," Clarice knew that it was a lie, but she didn't like hearing it from someone else, she still felt like it should be her dark secret, something she only knew, and maybe some one else, but that was it, until now. "Clarice, I don't think I need to remind you, that lying is unattractive." There was a short silence. "So tell me Clarice, did you like it?" "You mean did I like turning into a murder? And luring a criminal to me? To be honest I really don't know. It would mean giving up certain things, my dreams."
"But how about those forbidden dreams that you harbor? Hmm Clarice wouldn't you like to be able to live them out as well?" Clarice seemed to consider this, yes she would, she wanted to be with Dr. Lecter, but it wouldn't be possible. She was an agent, he was a criminal and a cannibal, Clarice didn't know what was worse. That he was a cannibal with feelings or a cannibal who could be obsessed with her, if she even dared think that he had those feelings for her.
"You don't need to answer. Now Clarice, how do you think your life would be like if you captured him, hmm what if that could bring back that wanted seat high up in the FBI?" Clarice was surprised by the question. "They would kill him." Clarice said in the same breath. "He would never get caught, not a live, he would choose death rather then being incarcerated once more. He told me so." "But Clarice, you should know by now that faith has it's own will, and if it was meant for him to be in prison then that is what will happen."
Clarice remembered when he had asked her if she would take his life, and he had concluded that she would only take his freedom.
"Are you ready for yet another trip Clarice?" "Do I have a choice?" there was a short laughter. "No, not really. Time to dream Clarice, time to dream."
A/N to clarice-littlestarling.. I wrote a second version, because there where some things with it I would like to do. You will soon see what I can do with it. that where some what unfitting for the original.. I hope you will read on, and tell me if I am completely out of my mind for doing this.
Clarice opened her eyes. She was back in the white room with no walls or ceiling. She clearly remembered what had happen, but she still didn't know if it was real. It felt real but, she was here, could it be real?
"Hello" she called out expecting some sort of reacting from whom ever was there before, she was not disappointed.
"So Clarice, how did you like it?" As before there was no body from where the voice came, it flew in the air. Clarice felt silly; it was like talking to your self. "What do you mean?" "I mean did you get your answers?" Clarice thought about it. "No, not really, what was I suppose to learn?" "You, Clarice was not suppose to learn anything, you where invited to see how your life could be with the man you love." "I'm not even sure I love him," Clarice knew that it was a lie, but she didn't like hearing it from someone else, she still felt like it should be her dark secret, something she only knew, and maybe some one else, but that was it, until now. "Clarice, I don't think I need to remind you, that lying is unattractive." There was a short silence. "So tell me Clarice, did you like it?" "You mean did I like turning into a murder? And luring a criminal to me? To be honest I really don't know. It would mean giving up certain things, my dreams."
"But how about those forbidden dreams that you harbor? Hmm Clarice wouldn't you like to be able to live them out as well?" Clarice seemed to consider this, yes she would, she wanted to be with Dr. Lecter, but it wouldn't be possible. She was an agent, he was a criminal and a cannibal, Clarice didn't know what was worse. That he was a cannibal with feelings or a cannibal who could be obsessed with her, if she even dared think that he had those feelings for her.
"You don't need to answer. Now Clarice, how do you think your life would be like if you captured him, hmm what if that could bring back that wanted seat high up in the FBI?" Clarice was surprised by the question. "They would kill him." Clarice said in the same breath. "He would never get caught, not a live, he would choose death rather then being incarcerated once more. He told me so." "But Clarice, you should know by now that faith has it's own will, and if it was meant for him to be in prison then that is what will happen."
Clarice remembered when he had asked her if she would take his life, and he had concluded that she would only take his freedom.
"Are you ready for yet another trip Clarice?" "Do I have a choice?" there was a short laughter. "No, not really. Time to dream Clarice, time to dream."
A/N to clarice-littlestarling.. I wrote a second version, because there where some things with it I would like to do. You will soon see what I can do with it. that where some what unfitting for the original.. I hope you will read on, and tell me if I am completely out of my mind for doing this.
