Hannibal's Return ( hannibal lecter fan fiction )

Hannibal's return

Chapter 1

Daniel S. Rite swung opened the taxi cab door ,payed the driver and shut the door. He looked at the tall 5 story building that read something in Mandarin Chinese. Daniel translated the words ,and it read Emergency Hospital. He walked in through the sliding doors and realized that most of the lights were either off or flickering. Daniel walked up to the receptionist hoping that she spoke English. "Excuse me do you speak English.?" Asked Daniel. She jabbered something in Chinese ,and pointed to a strange man behind a desk. Daniel walked over to the odd looking man. Surprisingly enough the man was American ,so he spoke English.

"I need a doctor to look at my hand." Said Daniel. "Ok I will see if there is a doctor available." Said The Man. "Do you have a name?" Asked Daniel. "My name is Phil ,do you have a name?" "My name is Daniel" "Well Daniel do you have a moment to fill out these medical records?" Asked Phil. "I certainly do ,the sooner I get my hand looked at the better." Said Daniel. "If you don't mind me asking how did you lose your hand?" Asked Phil. 

Daniel started looking suspicious. "Well my friend I lost my hand in a tragic car accident." Daniel said nervously knowing that Phil could tell that he was lying. "Well Daniel go fill out your medical forms and a doctor will be right with you.

Daniel had always had trouble writing since he lost his hand ,and he had never been able to finish any of his drawings. He had managed to avoid writing and stuck to talking ,but he couldn't do that today. He was nervous to ask Phil to write the information for him ,but he knew Phil would know he was lying. Daniel was never good at lying ,and he had thought that it was a good thing to be bad at it. Except that he realized now that sometimes it's good to lie. It just didn't help that he was terrible at it.

10 minutes passed and Daniel was lost in his own thoughts. He had completed none of the medical form. He hurried through it and answered the questions asked about his health. His health was actually at its peak for a 72 year old man ,besides from his infected nub where his hand used to be. His heart worked great ,and his brain worked tremendously. Daniel was an incredibly smart and wise person. Daniel got up from the old flimsy chair he sat in and handed the papers to Phil. "The doctor will see you in about 5 minutes." Said Phil. "Thank you Phil it is so nice to finally speak to an American again." Said Daniel.

Daniel sat back down in his flimsy chair hearing it creak and screech every time he moved. He looked around the room to find something to pass the time. There were no magazines written in English ,so he asked Phil if he had one. "I do have a magazine. It's a National Geographic ,my Uncle sends them to me every week." Said Phil. "Goodie goodie!" Said Daniel. He went back down to read. He had always loved to read. Daniel loved classic books and poetry. From Bram Stokers Dracula to Shakespeare. But truthfully he never liked modern day books or magazines ,but this National Geographic was the first English he had read in over 7 years.

"Daniel the doctor will see you now." Said Phil. "Thank you for letting me borrow your magazine." Said Daniel. "Keep it I insist ,it's probably one of the only American written things you will find here." Phil said.  

"Thank you." Said Daniel knowing he had made a friend.

"Mr. Rite it looks like you operated on your hand by yourself." Said the doctor. "Well it was last minute and I myself am a medical doctor." Daniel said. "Still Mr. Rite you should have got medical help immediately." "Well lets forget about that and see if you can help me or not." Said Daniel. "Ok let's have a look." Said the doctor. When Daniel took the bandage off and the doctor looked at his nub. It was swollen and black and blue. "Ok , I'm going to write you a prescription for some special bandages and disinfectant cream." Said the doctor. "Oh ,and some antibiotics."

"While the doctor was writing his prescription Daniel went to talk to Phil. He asked for his number so they could go out to lunch some time. Daniel felt a tap on his shoulder ,and was handed his medicine. "Thank you." Said Daniel. "We'll my shift is over." Said Phil. "I'll call you in 2 days and we can grab a bite to eat." Said Phil. "Yes I'll make lunch at my place and you can drop by." Said Daniel. "Sounds good." Phil said. Daniel walked out of the dim lighted hospital and got in a taxi.

20 minutes later the taxi pulled up to his apartment complex. Daniel got out ,payed the driver ,and opened the door of the building. It was a tall red building with a white roof. It reminded Daniel of a brick barn. He walked inside took a right turn and walked up a flight of stairs to the second floor when he heard someone behind him. "Hannibal?" Asked a familiar voice. He turned around and was shocked who he saw.