Chapter 4

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(Hannibal's P.O.V)

I adjusted the glasses on my face as I read Moby-Dick by Herman Melville. I was waiting for my meal to be done cooking as the young man was being quite rude to me. If he didn't act so rude I wouldn't have killed him, but he decided to continue his immature acts. If only young men can act like gentlemen, but nowadays they only act disrespectfully to others, especially to women. 

I stopped reading, took my glasses off, and walked to the kitchen since the timer I set for my meal went off. Putting an oven mitt on, I took the delicious looking liver out of the over. A small gentle smile came to my face and I set down the delicious liver. Reaching over to one of the cabinets, I pulled a plate out and reached into a drawer and pulled out a knife and fork. 

Setting up my place at the dining table, I grabbed a napkin and placed the meal on the table, transporting it to my plate. I pulled out a chair at the place I made for myself and put the napkin on my lap just to make sure that if the food I eat falls into my lap, that it lands on the napkin instead of my pants. After that, I took the fork and knife, then cut a piece of the liver and the meat was cooked perfectly. It was so sweet and savory that it made me sign with so much pleasure of the taste that the meat provides. 

After my meal, I checked the time and saw that it was only 10:30 pm. I thought I could either fall asleep or continue reading my book until I decide to sleep. Thinking for a while I just sign and get up from my seat and pushed the chair back into place. Taking my dishes to the sink I begin to wash them off and put them back to their rightful place. Walking back to my living room, but not before turning off the kitchen light. Don't want to waste unwanted power, do we? 

Entering the living room, I sat down on the chair and grabbed the book I was reading. Continuing the book, I wasn't really paying attention to the time until the old grandfather clock chimed loudly, which means it was midnight already. 

I finished the book by that time and I walked to the bookshelf filled to the brim of books. Putting the book back in place, then walking upstairs to my bedroom. When I was in my room I begin to change into my pajamas that were just plain and simple. I slipped into bed and turned the lamp on my side table off, closing my eyes and dreaming away. 

~Time Skip~

I groaned and turned over in my bed, but soon after opened my eyes looking at the small digital clock. 

"Hmm, morning already?" I muttered to myself. I sign and sat up, turned my body to the side so my legs were off the bed, and slipped the pair of slippers on my feet so I wouldn't need to feel the cold floor. Fully getting out of the bed, I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen to make myself breakfast. 

Opening the fridge, I took out the eggs, milk, butter, leftover cooked liver, and orange juice. Putting the stuff down, I walked into the pantry and took out the pancake mix along with the vegetable oil. Setting the things down with the rest I begin to make my morning meal.

I grabbed a large mixing bowl out from one of the lower cabinets and poured the pancake mix, eggs, milk, and oil into the bowl. Mixing well I made sure that it was it the right consistency for making pancakes, then I moved onto my eggs. 

Grabbing a smaller bowl, cutting board, and knife, I begin to crack my eggs into the bowl and then cutting the liver into small pieces, adding them to the egg. Mixing that well together I had to get the two pans for cooking them. After grabbing the pans, I made the eggs and pancakes, then eating, after washing my dishes, I walked back to my room to get dressed. 

I wore black suit pants, a white button-up, shined black shoes, black blazer, and to finish it off a black tie with my hair slicked back. I walked into the bathroom brushed my teeth and looked at myself in the mirror. I walked out of the bathroom and back down the stairs, to the front door looking for my next meal since in running low on human liver. 

~Another Time Skip~

After finding my victim, I drugged him, bring him to my house, tied him to a chair in my basement, and cutting open his stomach taking his liver, letting him bleed out and dying. 

'I'll have to take care of this later, but first I must put this in a container and put it in the fridge.' I thought while holding the bloody liver in my hand, making my hand bloody and blood dripping to the cold stone beneath my feet. I turned around from the bloody mess and walked upstairs, then into the kitchen. 

I stored the liver in a container and put it in the fridge. I sign and walked into my room changing into something else since I got the suit messy, but I might as well take a shower first. I grabbed a pair of fresh clean clothes, underwear, and walked into the bathroom locking the door behind me. 

'Now that I'm done with my shower and getting dressed I better clean my mess up.' I said to myself in my head. I grabbed the necessary cleaning supplies, gloves, and headed to the basement. 

I rolled my sleeves up, put the gloves on, and grabbed the bucket filled with different cleaning chemicals. Taking the body and moving it to the place that had a tarp, I had made sure to have this set up before hand. I'll burn the chair later after I clean this place up. 

Maybe after a few hours of cleaning, taking care of the body, and burning the chair I was finally done. Putting the supplies back, throwing the gloves away, I headed back to my room and fell onto the bed completely drain from the day's events. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I woke up a little later but noticed that I wasn't on my bed anymore. It seemed like the cold ground of the woods or forest. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I looked around me to only find three other gentlemen. standing up and dusting myself off I looked at them, then introduced myself and them telling them their names back. 

"well it seems we are stuck here until we find where we are now are we?" I said to them. They nodded back to me and I sat down on a fallen tree. 

'What to do now?' I asked myself.




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