RUDE (Hannigram)

Chapter 10.

It was rare the FBI ever got a day off, but this was Tuesday, October second. Dia de los Muertos. Day of the Dead. A warm day when the sun shone brightly through the trees and leaves transiting into yellow and falling off, the birds singing so beautifully it took the winds breath away. And the most beautiful thing about today, Will got to spend it with Hannibal. The day Hannibal, along with Jack and Will, would celebrate Abigail, and all those lost. But even if they were lost didn't mean they were dead, they just weren't found, like Will. Lost in his mind as he would put it.

They didn't really have to leave Virginia to see a parade of sugar candy skulls and happy Mexicans. Actually when Hannibal stepped outside the first thing he heard was a man yelling from his front porch;

"Sofía, my love, welcome back."

And then Hannibal (guiltily) realized he killed Sofía Garcia not too long ago...

Moving on. The first thing they heard were trumpets and saxophones and then big parade floats came, they were black yet oddly colourful with the pastel pink on it. Will saw this all as a big waste of time that the garage man would have to clean. Well that's what he saw before a man went up to him and asked him questions.

"Have you lost one recently?" The man spoke foreign.

Will was so uncomfortable with that question that the man asked again.

"Yes." He responded. "Her name was Abigail, she was my daughter."

'My daughter.' stuck in the air.

He cast a glance to Hannibal.

Our daughter. He thought.

The man left, leaving Will with an confused Hannibal.

"Why'd you do that Will?" He ask.

It took a moment to respond.

"She was my daughter- our daughter. I was going to teach her how to fish and let her play fetch with Winston. Have the family I never had."

"Will, why do you think we're at this parade? The whole point of this parade and holiday isn't to mourn people it's to celebrate their life."

Will tried to picture Abigail right next to him saying; "It'll be okay, Dad." And it was so convincing he almost tricked himself. Only to realize that if Abigail were there, the so would Garret-Jacob Hobbs. Will wasn't at the parade all of a sudden, he was in the Hobbs household. It was the same scene from months ago, her dad silt her throat with ease. Red was everywhere, Will tried to cover her throat with his hand with no avail.

Then, he saw The Stag Man.

Will wanted to yell at it to go away but he knew it wouldn't listen. He stared into The Stag Man's pearly white eyes, they say the eyes are the gateway to the soul. Can The Stag Man even have a soul? Will didn't know, but when he felt it's leathery fingertips touch his face, he fainted.

("Whoa, the bitch isn't dead."
Yay. I'm still alive, even after my mom took my phone away and screamed at me.)