Dionaea Muscipula (xfem!reader)

(Ch.40) Redditus commutationes

Bates motel

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She leaned against the windowsill and pulled out her sleek, new mobile phone, the same model Billy had recommended- the same model that had ended up getting him into trouble, and the same model Sid had caught him with. The phone felt like a connection to her old life, now fraught with complications and danger.

As she turned it on, she scrolled through her missed calls and voicemails. Only a few had come through, and she recognized only two numbers: Randy and Tatum. Their names were a small comfort, remnants of her normal life amidst the chaos.

The other three numbers were unfamiliar. She stared at them for a long while and decided she should just get them out of the way. She let out a long and dragged-out sigh as she clicked on the first voicemail. The first message was distorted but deep...she knew that voice all too well; it'd been tormenting her and her friends for a while, and it sent a chill of anger down her spine.

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"Hello, Y/n,"

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the voice hissed.

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"Miss me? I've been watching you.~ It's not over yet. Not by a long shot. Come back home~ I don't want you to miss the present I have for you~ See you soon."

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Y/n's hand shook as she removed the phone away from her ear and gritted her teeth down at it, deleting the message immediately. She couldn't afford to let the anger overwhelm her. She had to stay strong. The next voicemail was very articulate...Hannibal. His smooth, cultured voice came through the speaker, tinged with a mix of curiosity and...Amusement?

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"Good evening, Y/n. It's Dr. Lecter. I'm wondering how you're feeling about our sessions and, more curiously, why we've heard word that you aren't back in Woodsboro yet. Jack is eager to hear what you have to say."

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You could practically hear the way his lips moved, how they naturally pouted and pursed, as there was a slight pause as if he was pressing his lips together to cause a tiny smacking sound as he inhaled to continue speaking.

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"A change of scenery can be invigorating, but I hope you're not running from something or someone. You can't run away from these things, you know what to do, for your friends no? You are the closest person on the inside that we have, maybe this could mark the start of an internship for the BAU? Will could use you."