Beyond the veil: Scarlet's encounter with Hannibal

II: The investigation

Morning has arrived.

Scarlet woke up to the sound of her alarm, and rubbed her eyes.

Another day, she thought. She let out another sigh, and got in a sitting position on her bed.

Scarlet lives alone. She doesn't have a partner, but atleast, she has her own house. It gets quite lonely here, whenever she wakes up alone. It's sad, because she wishes to have someone. To be with someone, to love someone, to have the experience that many people younger than her has had.

She sighs once again. She knows, that she will be questioned today. The thought, that she has to answer their questions, makes her a little uncomfortable and annoyed.

But it's fine. I didn't do anything wrong, and if I get over with it, it is over. And, besides, I'll meet Alana today. And along with her, my new psychiatrist, although she didn't tell me their name. She thought.

She got up from her bed, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash her teeth for the first thing in the morning. The bathroom was exactly next to the kitchen. It was dimly lit, giving it a cozy feeling. The wooden floor creaked as she walked in, and it had a beautiful old-fashioned bathtub with a shiny surface. The walls were covered in pretty, old-fashioned flower-patterned wallpaper. There laid a nice sink with a mirror above it, and everything had a vintage style. On a shelf, there was a bunch of dried flowers that smelled like lavender. The sink and bathtub had old-looking brass faucets, adding to the antique vibe. A small window had a curtain made of lace, which let in some moonlight and made the atmosphere almost as if magical.

As she entered the bathroom, she thought that she doesn't want to reek badly and give away poor first impression. Although she is just being questioned, first impression is always important. The way a person dresses, behaves-shows their intelligence. Even though it is subtle, it does, show their intelligence, in a way.

While brushing her teeth, she looked at herself and her messy hair. It's fine, I can fix that. she contemplated.

And it was, infact, fine.

Scarlet walked back to her bedroom to choose out her outfit for today. She stepped in, and as she did so, her eyes were immediately drawn to a closet nestled next to the opening of the room, in a right corner. It was a fancy, beautiful wooden closet, made of ebony, which gave the wardrobe closet a look of unparalleled elegance and sophistication.

She approached the wardrobe, opened it, and took a look at her clothes. She had many different elegant and solid outfits, but also cozy and casual ones.

I wonder, what gives me the best impression? Should i wear an elegant outfit, or a casual one? After being questioned, i will meet the psychiatrist... so perhaps, it is best for me to wear something professional and solid. she considered, as she finally made her decision.

The outfit which she chose out was a classical black suit. Underneath it, she will wear an white button-down shirt.

After getting ready, dressing up, eating her breakfast, styling her hair straight, it was a time for her to move out and drive to the police station.

As Scarlet walked to her car, which was parked in the garage, next to her house.

I can't believe that I am going to be questioned today, by the police. I mean, I am not nervous, I'm calm, yet this thought still haunts me. And the fact that I am getting myself a psychiatrist, although, I have a therapist already... I mean... Maybe Alana's right, maybe it will help me, in a way. Because, well although she doesn't know, I did have another DPDR episode which was followed with another panic attack. She sighed while the thought lingered in her head.