Chapter 8

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Bright lights were burning my eyes, voices running round my head, never slowing, constantly shouting but there is one deep in the mist of the chaos, someone not shouting, questioning me,
'Miss? , miss can you hear me' his voice was now overlapping the rest, his voice was the only one I could hear now, the voice beyond the light, my saviour.
I then felt the contact of a warm hand on mine, please god no, at that moment I opened my eyes, I was in a hospital, but how? Surely the person at Hannibal’s home didn’t bring me here, surely?
'Miss? ', I had almost forgotten about the person sat next to me, my heart began to thump a little, the thought of knowing I hadn’t escaped his clutches, but I was more than surprised to see the face before me.
 
'I'm glad to see that your awake' the man that was sat next to me was back and obviously a bit fat, on account of his double chin, I noticed that considering the way the man was dressed in his more than likely expensive suit much like Dr Lecter’s, there on his face stubble was starting to grow, he must have been here a while, either that or he is just lazy, so rude, Hannibal eats the rude, I plucked up the courage to finally speak to the man,
'Why am I here? ' I wasn’t sure why out of all the millions of question I had in my mind, I had chosen that one, but in all honesty, I was more than expecting to be standing at the pearly gates,
'Well your foot mostly' how could I forget the thing at the bottom of my leg, my own foot, he then helped me to sit up in my bed, he then proceeded to pull back the covers at the bottom of the bed, now from the length of time I had been with Dr Lector I had read a few of his books on catering as well as medical care, and by now I had worked out the sort of bandages and what ones need to be applied to specific injury’s, from what I can remember from my accident, the correct apply should be an Esmarch Bandage which controls the bleeding, but the bandage on my foot was one I had never seen before, not in any of Hannibal's books at least,
' I don’t understand, what's happened?, who are you? ' My body started to tremble, I was so confused, he held my hand in his and produced a smile on his face, and it oozed sympathetic curtesy, so rude of me,
'My name is Jack Crawford, I'm with the FBI, I work in the Behaviour Science unit'
'Behaviour? , how do you mean? ' And at that moment another person came by and pulled up a chair opposite the Agent, his face looked vaguely familiar, like I've seen him somewhere before,
'Hi there, my name is Will graham, do you know of the name Hannibal Lecter' I felt like my air had just been taken from my body, I struggled to get my words out,
'I, yes I know of him, why is something wrong? , please tell me' both Will and Jack glanced at each other for a moment, Jack then started talking to me, I was still staring at Will, were had I seen him before,
'Miss, there have been some investigation's recently, and we believe that you may have something to do with them'
'what investigation's, what's happened? ' I started to sound a little hysteric,
'Calm down Miss, we looked at some files recently in Dr Lecters office and it seems you've had a few sessions with him, one of which was shortly before he, disappeared'
'Disappeared, why? '
'Well that’s why we come to talk to you today miss, I realise these session are meant to be between you and Hannibal, but would you be willing to tell us what you talked about during your sessions with him'
'Am I in trouble? , Have I done anything wrong? '
'No miss, but are you ok to tell us about your sessions? ' I took a deep breath and thought about what is was going to say, I had to tread carefully now, for I was now walking on thin ice,
'Ok, I’ll tell you'.
 
I then told the Agent and Will about my dreams, but at no point did I even mention that I was staying with Dr Lecter this whole time, they didn’t ask either which made it easier for me, I was in no position to push the boat in either direction, no matter how much I wanted out,
' miss, I realise that you haven’t see much of the media lately, but by the sounds of it, you have been somehow dreaming about the cases we have been involved with recently, The 3 boys with the motorbikes, Will's dogs, it's all tied in together, do you know why? ' this can't be, those dogs that I found, the ones I was looking after, his name was Will graham, did he not recognise me or something, not that I wanted him to at this moment in time, and those 3 boys, how? , how can this be? , my head was buzzing like a hive, all the information I just received was just overwhelming, but I couldn’t lose sight of freedom, not now, not after all this,
'I'm sorry, I just don’t know what I can do, I thought they were just dreams' I sobbed, I began to fake some tears just to help it along,
'That’s alright miss, we have what we need' he then stood up as did Will,
' Will call a cab, and bring her some clothes, make sure we are reading to go in 10'
'What are you doing? ' I was even more surprised when Jack pulled the hospital curtain round, blocking the view,
'we are getting you far away from here, you’re not safe here miss, so far me and Will are the only ones who know this information, soon it will spread and I can’t stop that from happening, when Will gets back here with your clothes, get dressed as quickly as you can and then we are leaving, I'll tell the cab driver to take you to the nearest airport and from there I've arranged for you to get on a pane to England, there I want you to hide away, don’t talk to anyone, don't do anything to place yourself in the centre of attention, there you'll be safe for a while'
Will had by now brought me some clothes and a wheel chair so I didn’t do any more injury to my foot, they helped me to get dressed and as quick as that we were outside and the cab was parked right by the main entrance, Jack helped me into the cab while Will put my things in the back, seems they were planning this for a while, Jack was about to close the door when I stopped him gently,
'Thank you Jack, and Will'
'Just keep safe miss, and good luck' and that was the last I saw of them, once we got to the airport, I was helped to board the plane, and once we were in the air I don’t think I had ever been so relaxed and calm, I was finally free from him, from that cold hearted demon,
'You'll be safe for a while' I pray, I prayed all the way to England, and I will always.
 
The end

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