Daytime changed her view of Hannibal's house.
It had a detailed stony exterior.
Perfect for masking the ominous person that dwells inside.
The quietest neighborhood she's ever been in.
It's like every resident decided on an Afternoon nap.
It's Corina's 3rd attempt at the doorbell.
She's wearing new shoes and her feet's starting to ache.
Realizing no one was home, she decided to break in.
One last dirty trick before she reformed herself.
This house really is something she thought appreciating the interiors.
She entered from the dining room.
A single family home that ironically exudes a dismal appeal.
He has taste she'll give him that, a taste for the unorthodox.
"I'm in love with this kitchen" she breathed the words as her fingers grazed through the limestone counter-top.
Then she started doing pivot turns; like she was relieving her glory days.
The clicking sounds her heels were making affected her; now she was doing the taps on the ceramics purposely.
Then she remembered the pristine wine Hannibal served on Luna's birthday,.
She never got her refill; it wouldn't hurt if she had a glass now would it?
She started opening cabinets... snooping around.
Luna was sneezing a lot but she didn't care.
Will's dogs are so adorable they are definitely worth it.
She combed and rubbed their furs.
She loved Winston the most; Will told her he's a lot like her.
She didn't ask in what sense.
Alana pulled out a purse from her bag and handed Luna a pill.
"It helps with your body's reaction to animal dander"
"Wouldn't that make her sleepy" Will asked.
"No, it doesn't cause drowsiness" Alana answered.
This is her first time to be exposed to dogs.
She will develop an immunity to it for sure like Will and Alana.
But for now... Pill it is!
Let's go eat! Will called out. We'll have to leave soon.
She's been going through some of Hannibal's trophies; each and every piece for sure had history.
Corina lost track of time, she's getting hungry.
After taking nibbles at a few left overs.
She went back to her main mission... Find that Wine
She started going round the kitchen again, finally she found that not so hidden Wine room.
The specific wine she wanted wasn't there, she searched some more.
Corina found a trap door.
Maybe it leads to a wine cellar.
Maybe it holds more of his unique collection; as twisted as it is, it excited her.
She went down the stairs; The room was very dark.
She walked around, being a predator herself her eyes started to adjust.
The plastic strip curtains annoyed her.
She opened the lights and shock hit her...
"Corina" Hannibal's voice shoot straight through the darkness.
He was going down the stairs, he knew it was her, the perfume gave it away.
She didn't hear him coming; She actually didn't care.
She was zeroed in on the figure in front of her; her mind was still decoding the messages her eyes were sending through.
"That's my son in there" she pointed at a hanging body; corina barely got the words out.
Hannibal stood on the last step of the stairs, amused by what looks like Corina's slow breakdown.
"Is he dead? did you kill my son!?" it should be a question but through her tears it sounded like an accusation.
Corina was shaking her head.
It doesn't make any sense! how did he know about my son.
Her thoughts overwhelm her.
She doesn't know what Hannibal's code is yet.
But it's not possible for her son to break any of them is it?
What did her son do to deserve this?
As if Hannibal could read her thoughts "We didn't know he was your son" he said without a tinge of emotion.
Corina tried to digest what he just said... wait did he say "We?"
"What do you mean we?"
Hannibal's maroon eyes grew dark.
The man he carried last night, the man he transferred from his freezer to his cellar.
That's Luna's cousin; Hanging in a room filled with his souvenirs.
Well he's not one of his... he is Luna's.
"Luna and I... We" he answered her.
Corina's eyes grew wide, her jaw tightened her fists were clasped so tightly her sharp nails started to cut through skin.
"Luna?... what exactly did you and Luna do?" her sobs were over, her face stricken with dried tears. Anger was overpowering her now.
"All i remember is the threats your son made Luna, He tried to kill me you see, that's mostly it.
I don't hold all the details. i was Indisposed for the most part." He sounded proud.
Corina got hold of a gutting knife.
"No Corina" Hannibal warned as he went down the last step on the stairs.
He was leveled with her now, Corina felt the air of danger emanating from Hannibal.
"You know that would be unwise" Hannibal read her mind.
"You are in my turf" he said as he took two steps closer.
"As a courtesy to your grief, I am willing to let you leave my house in one piece. All rudeness aside" he informed her with grace.
Corina's hand was shaking, she can take that lunge and feel his eye burst as the pointed end of the knife drives through it.
Then again being a rational woman, he saw Hannibal's point.
He's a lot stronger and she doesn't know his inner predator yet.
She just lost her everything, there's no use losing more.
She has to learn how to pick her battles.
Her son's death is the product of impulse, She should learn from him.
"I want my son's body back, take him down" she commanded.
When Hannibal did not respond. "He's not a collectible."
"No... I can't give you what is not mine to give.
What i offer is your life, that should be enough"
Corina's heart broke apart, she understood what he was saying.
This was Luna's kill "Is Luna here?".
"No she is in the company of Alana and Will"
With that Corina left with unshed tears still.
Hannibal knew his curiosity just got Luna a death sentence.
Should he wait for what comes next?