[Her voice is distant, like it's coming through a tunnel. She didn't go anywhere, she was taken. Went willingly, her feet moving one in front of the other like a good girl's, but she was taken--was led--did not have a say in the destination. One place after another. They were all dark.]
[I went where he told me. She doesn't say it. Just gnaws her lip and looks down at her hands, picking blood out from under her fingernails.]
Do you remember the knife?
[Hannibal's knife, curved like a sickle. It looms large in her mind, larger than it was in life, until it's too big to fit in the room without cutting into her throat.]
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[Her voice is distant, like it's coming through a tunnel. She didn't go anywhere, she was taken. Went willingly, her feet moving one in front of the other like a good girl's, but she was taken--was led--did not have a say in the destination. One place after another. They were all dark.]
[I went where he told me. She doesn't say it. Just gnaws her lip and looks down at her hands, picking blood out from under her fingernails.]
Do you remember the knife?
[Hannibal's knife, curved like a sickle. It looms large in her mind, larger than it was in life, until it's too big to fit in the room without cutting into her throat.]