After The Fall - Hannigram

Karma

Just wanted to say thank you to everyone reading this. I started writing  this story 4 years ago now  and my writing style has changed, so i apologise for the mess but i still love and want to continue this story. Thank you again. #FannibalFamilyForever 

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Hannibal's mind was all over the place, he needed to calm down and focus. Disturbing images flew through Hannibal's head of what situation Will could be in right now and how there was no way of helping him until he had some form of a plan. Hannibal felt hopeless. Years of Hannibal being in control was the way he liked it, changing that was not in his favour and adding Will to the mess just made Hannibal angry. The doctors eyes glazed over with his overflow of emotions, he quickly slipped down an alley and stood for a second. Taking deep breaths in and out, knowing that a clear mind will aid him the best. The address was an old abandoned hospital building a few miles out of Florence. The place had stood derelict for years as the hospital closed down several years ago due to complaints of abuse to its patients. Hannibal had worked in the building for a couple of years when it was open over 20 years ago, at least this was an advantage. Hannibal needed it. Without Hannibal knowing how many people where in this abandoned hospital or what lie ahead, he composed himself and quickly jumped in a taxi. With Will at risk there was no time to loose.

Hannibal had the taxi driver drop him half a mile or so away from the building so things didn't look to sketchy. Also he still needed to formulate a plan. He needed Will. They have come this far, it can't end now, can it? Hannibal started walking down a dusty path way in the middle of nowhere, taking deep breaths as he strides. Trees overgrown flooded the pathway as well as foliage, the sun shone through the broken trees bringing light to Hannibal's face. He closed his eyes as he basked in the sunlight creeping through. He stood still for a few seconds, he felt the gun, he felt the money and his heart beating through his chest. What was more important, his life or Will's. Hannibal was once again overwhelmed with emotion but he knew what he had to do and continued walking deeper into the unknown.

The building appeared through the trees, Hannibal crept quietly moving himself further into the trees praying not to be seen. He crouched down in the trees just a few meters from the entrance of the building. The hospital towered above the foliage, there wasn't a single window in tacked. Glass and rubble scattered the floor around the building as the light bounced around reflecting from the broken shards of glass. There was several different wings to this building Hannibal remembered. The centre of the building was big and open whilst the three different wings off to the side held over 200 patients rooms in them, making this place eerie and intimidating. They would never place Will into one of the wings, the rooms are very small as well as the corridors. Very hard to manoeuvre around. Also guessing there would be more than just a couple of people Hannibal begins to make his way inside the front of the building. He crouches at the entrance and listens closely. A muffled crowd of mumbling comes from inside the building but Hannibal cannot make out what anyone is saying. Sweat dripped from the doctors forehead as he rolled up his sleeves and pushed his hair behind his ear. He carefully stepped inside this building trying to avoid the rubble and glass that lay beneath him. It was dark and dingy, different corridors jetted of in different directions as the damp smell reached Hannibal's nose. With his back along the wall Hannibal continued to creep down the main corridor hoping to get to a clear opening. As Hannibal pushed himself against the damp wall he was unable to see what was in front of him. A rusty nail jutted out of the collapsing wall and began clawing into the doctors back. A sharp burning pain shot through Hannibal's shoulder blade as the nail embedded itself into his back. Trying not to cry out in pain Hannibal pressed his hand against his mouth whilst quickly jolting away from the wall. Doing so he stepped forward onto a piece of glass, shattering it beneath his feet. The noise ripped through the corridors and the muffling of voices became louder.

Footsteps crashed above as Hannibal frantically looked for a place to go. A screamed pierced through the hospital. Will? Hannibal stood frozen at the sound of the cry. A faint slow clap came from behind Hannibal. "Well, well... Look who has managed to turn up, on time I may add." The voice came closer as men wearing suits began to surround Hannibal. "Where is Will?." Hannibal demanded as he turned around to confront the man. Stood before him was a short man dressed in a black shirt and grey dress trousers. He has short black hair and striking blue eyes with a scar across his neck. He wore an expensive gold watch with matching rings and gold chain. Hannibal didn't recognise him. "Why do you want me... Where is Will?!" Hannibal towered over the man as he stepped closer to him. The men around the room quickly took several steps in, Hannibal could feel them closing in. "You have a pretty price on your head Hannibal..." The man grinned. "But I think you should get what you deserve. You see Hannibal, karma has very harsh ways of working and right now is a prime example." Hannibal's fists clenched. Rage filled Hannibal's eyes but before he could grab a hold of the man a daggering pain shot across Hannibal's legs as one of the suited men took a blow to him with a metal rod causing Hannibal to collapse to his knees letting out a cry. "HANNIBAL!" A scream came from a few floors above reacting to the doctors cry. "Come on, we can't keep him waiting." The man walked away as the suited men picked Hannibal up by the arms dragging him through the glass and rubble along the floor. Hannibal, unable to feel his legs, let the men trail his body behind them just in the hopes they would let him see Will again.