If you asked anyone, they'd say Hannibal was not a domestic person. He prided himself on his extravagant feasts and support for the finest arts. He was always surrounded by the rich, who could tell anyone interested in listening that Hannibal was eccentric, hedonistic, and narcissistic-and yet the best company you could have for social gatherings.
Will knew that, even without anyone having to tell him, he could see it clearly.
That was why he didn't react immediately when a child's cry came from a small device at the side of the room.
OR
Having received a dinner invitation from Hannibal, Will didn't expect to find out the man had a son, a small four-year-old named Tomas.
In the quiet town of Woodsboro, something more than a killer stalks the night.
After surviving a brutal attack that left two teens gutted,
Y/N finds himself entangled in a deadly game that he didn't want to be apart of in the first place, while trying to keep his own secrets buried.
But in a town full of secrets, no one is innocent and no one is safe. This masked murderer isn't just human...and neither are all the people around him.
Welcome to Woodsboro-where the real danger isn't just Ghostface, it's what hides beneath the skin.