In the upstairs landing of Hannibal's house, there is a voice coming from the third door on the right. 'Help me.'
The voice is muffled, but you can make out the words. You hesitate in front of the door, but it comes again.
'Help me. Please.'
You can't ignore it. You open the door.
Lying on the bed is a slender blonde woman. She is fully clothed, and her hands and feet are tethered to the bedposts with silk ropes. There is a gag on her mouth, which has slipped slightly off.
'Oh my God,' you breathe, and rush to the bed. Is this some weird sort of sex game Hannibal is playing? And if so, why didn't he tie you to the bed with silken bonds? That would be pretty damn cool.
'Please,' the woman whispers to you, her green eyes pleading. 'Set me free. Quickly.'
Whatever sex game this is, apparently it's not fully consensual. You tug at the knots binding the woman, and they fall away as she sits up, rubbing her wrists.
'Who are you?' you ask.
'My name is Bedelia DuMaurier,' she whispers. 'I'm Hannibal's psychotherapist.'
'Is this part of his therapy?' you ask.
'No, it isn't. You have to help me escape from this house.'
If you help Bedelia escape, go to Chapter 29.
If you don't, go to Chapter 30.
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