Twisted Minds

Sakizuke

BSHCI - THERAPY HALL - DAY-

"I've lost the plot. I'm the unreliable narrator of my own story." Will sits across from HANNIBAL and DR.CAROLINE BAILIE, who stand behind a white line on the stone floor. Despite the defiance Will showed Hannibal when he last visited, he is more civil. He appears wrung-out. Haunted. "I'm trying to place myself somewhere in the frame of my mind and I have no bearings. No landmarks to tell me who I am."

"You have an incomplete self. We are who we are in the now and we are the sum of our memories. There are pieces of you... you can't see." I say gently, Will chews on his words before muttering: "I'm afraid to see. I don't know who I am anymore and I'm afraid."

"Without remembering, you're seized by something imagined. It has the brilliant immediacy of a childhood fantasy and is just as real." Hannibal says, Will hangs his head, trying to contain his emotions. "I don't know what's worse. Believing I did it or believing you did it... and did this to me." He finally glances up at Hannibal, eyes brimming. I look at Will with a soft sad expression. I have to keep the act that ibelieve Hannibal is innocent in all of this. But its hard when you know the person you care about most is hurting.

Reminds me of when i was young....Mother always said i was the little butterfly who knew too much. Thinking back to where and who i am now versus what i did and who i was then is deafening. Not because i was a teenager, because quite frankly i was a very emotionally and mentally mature person back then. But Because of my actions. I would've done anything to protect my Mother before i knew what she was really doing. Maybe thats why I grew attached to Abigail Hobbs....Because she reminded me of well Me.

"Hannibal's not responsible, Will. And neither are you. We have to get to the truth of what happened. It's the only way you can move forward." I lie, Hannibal is at Fault but will he ever admit it to anyone other than me and Will, Highly Unlikely.. Will forces himself to confront despite overwhelming emotion. "I felt so betrayed by you. All that felt real to me was the betrayal. I trusted you. I needed to trust you." Will says to Hannibal, if i was him- lets not even go there. "You can trust me." Hannibal says With earnest. Will winces, feeling the burn of wanting to believe Hannibal. "I'm... very confused."

"Of course you are. Ideas and perceived experiences have the same effect on our minds as tossing a rock into a pond. It all ripples. Just dont throw the rock at the glass house of our hearts. It will shatter." I say softly, my voice barely audible. "Don't trust blindly." Will nods slowly, understanding my words. He stands up and walks away, leaving Hannibal alone with his thoughts. "Let us help you, Will. Let me help you." Will clenches, holding his feelings at bay as he admits: "I need your help."

He's finally overcome with the emotion and can no longer hold back the tears now running down his cheeks. I watch helplessly, desperate to make him feel better, deperate to hold him. But Hannibal, Hannibal watches curiously...

BSHCI - CELL BLOCK - DAY-

Will is led in shackles down the long corridor by a GUARD and a NURSE. Will's head is hung low, clearly still emotional from the confessional meeting with Hannibal and Caroline.

BSHCI - WILL GRAHAM'S CELL - DAY-

The door CLANGS shut and the guard and nurse step away. Will weeping quietly as the guard's

footsteps recede down the hall and end with a CLOSED DOOR. Once alone, Will's weeping ceases almost immediately. His face going cold and calculating... a game is afoot. And Caroline is his player....

HANNIBAL LECTER'S OFFICE - WAITING ROOM - DAY-

BEDELIA DU MAURIER lost in pensive thought as she waits. Finally, Hannibal OPENS the door. "This is a pleasant surprise." Hannibal says with a soft urprised expression. "May I come in?"