Hannibal is a highly respected gentleman, this we all know. We also know he has a grotesque taste in art.
You clutched your coat shut as you made your way inside your office. The bitter winter melted as the warmth of your office greeted you. You placed your coat on the rack ad when you turned around you were met face to face with a patient. "Oh! You startled me!" The patient continued to stare deep into your soul and you felt something was off. Suddenly they lunged at you and started to scratch at you. You screamed as you tried to fight back. Apparently someone heard because before long police had the person in custody. You were shaking and bleeding out of various cuts.
You were at the hospital having your wounds cleaned and checked out when someone quickly walked into the room. You felt a sudden embrace and relaxed into his touch. He leaned close into your ear and rested his head against yours. "I'm sorry I wasn't there." You kissed his temple.
Let's just say when they found the person after they had escaped they were turned into "art".