chapter 4

I am in the small garden for a short walk, it is a cold afternoon and my breath is steamy. It is fall. I like to be alone sometimes, but we are disconnected from the world, I could not handle this, I got nearly tantrums, Hannibal bought a television, I watched the news. Hannibal is watching me from the kitchen window. He looks very attentive, so I think he knows already that I hide from him something in my mind. His arm is moving with power up and down with a bloody axe in his right hand, he chops a big piece of meat, would he easily chop me, if I do not let me control by him?

My dearest looks like a cat, who has spilled a cup of milk. Oh dearest, guilt is not suiting you well. We watched in the television the never ending news about my whereabouts, my crimes and Special Agent Starlings missing. Journalists are really creative storyteller. One said, it was possible that I had already ate her, after I captured, fucked and chopped her. Me chopping Clarice? Is she scared of the news?

My hands are cold and I tremble, I walk slowly back to the house. The meal smells delicious, my stomach is rumbling and I am glad, that Hannibal is a gourmet cook. I remember Ardelias tired face, while she was interviewed by a journalist. She cried and begged into the camera, if Hannibal Lecter had captured me, not to harm me and let me go. She is suffering terribly, and I am sorry for that. Hannibal stopped injecting me drugs and I am glad to get rid of these hypnosis sessions. He knows that I am not what he wants me to be.

Clarice was a little surprised when I told her, that we will share a little conversation before dinner. She can not avoid me forever. After she changed her clothes and met me in the dinner hall, I led her into a dark room, she obeyed without any sign of defence. I hold her arm and injected quickly a small dose of drugs, she barely noticed it. It is time for unveiling the secret in her mind, there will be no need in the future to build a wall of secrets and mistrusts between us.

Oh, Hannibal, I knew, you will not give up. I wear my red sleeveless dress and you have injected me again some drugs, I hardly noticed any twitch but I know already how your arm is moving, while injecting me drugs. I learn your body language. I am feeling light and not steady, a strong arm guides me to a sofa. I want to float again.

Clarice, look to the white little point! Sleep now! You will wake up with a big appetite for life and love.

I float, I see how Hannibal joins me in the higher realms. We meet there, dance together, melt into one, and be happy. But I am not that blind Hannibal. You think I will be distracted with this show? You forgot what you have taught me?! I am scared that he will be able to dive into my head very deeply, so I will play along and see what he wants me to be.

I meet Clarice in her small Cabin and she has a big shiny hall there, the piano plays itself music, I dance with her, she definitely needs more fun in her life. I look around, her cabin has not changed much: Her dad is in the kitchen and waiting for Clarice. The library we build together has grown now, numerous novels of the worlds famous classics are in the shelves and some she has not finished to read, are laying openly on some tables.

The dance ended. He turns away and walks out. I follow him. There is suddenly another big room. It is new, very stylish, Victorian dark furniture, chairs, table, boards and couch are arranged and heavy velvet green curtains are hanging on the window. Then I see, why is Hannibal in my head again: A beautiful little girl is sitting on the Persian carpet and is playing with her dolls. Her eyes meet mine and they are exactly the same as Hannibals. They look mature and very intelligent. She is his sister Mischa!

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