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When Hannibal drove to Wills house he had expected barking. He'd expected a pack of dogs to run up to him and sniff him, waiting expectantly for a sausage.
So when he turned up to the doors being locked, and dogs barking, it was nothing out the ordinary. When Will didn't come out he'd assumed he was busy, fishing, sleeping or just feeling antisocial.
So he turned around and walked back to his car, well he was about to. That was until the dogs never came the door. That was until he listened closer. Those barks weren't aimed at him. There was something inside the house. The barks weren't territorial, or angry, they were desperate and sad. They were whines and crys, accompanied by hurried scratches.
Everything clicked into place when Hannibal smelt the familiar metallic stench of blood.
Will was in danger.
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Will's suicide attempt is rudely interrupted by his pack of dogs and his psychiatrist.