XIX - [video]
[There’s a blur of images and someone gives a blood curdling scream of mercy. The camera is grainy, and staticy, then it suddenly switches to wind. The grain slowly changes to tall dark trees, then snow and you see a young eight year old Hannibal walking through waist deep snow.
He’s hugging ripped clothes to himself and as he nears a clearing, a group of men in white suits come up and the static returns as Hannibal falls to the ground.
A silver blade suddenly fills the screen and a teenage Hannibal is polishing a katana blade with expert hands, and as the camera pans away you see a plate which is covered by a clothe that’s a deep red color. Hannibal raises his head as if he hears something, and places away the blade skillfully, standing up and removing the cloth.
But before the item in question is exposed you see an adorable little blond girl whose running in a court yard. She’s screaming with laughter, and stops and turns to face the screen and holds out her hand]
Hannibal!?
[the screen fades away to bright white with only the frozen image of the little blonde girl, before it ends]
He’s hugging ripped clothes to himself and as he nears a clearing, a group of men in white suits come up and the static returns as Hannibal falls to the ground.
A silver blade suddenly fills the screen and a teenage Hannibal is polishing a katana blade with expert hands, and as the camera pans away you see a plate which is covered by a clothe that’s a deep red color. Hannibal raises his head as if he hears something, and places away the blade skillfully, standing up and removing the cloth.
But before the item in question is exposed you see an adorable little blond girl whose running in a court yard. She’s screaming with laughter, and stops and turns to face the screen and holds out her hand]
Hannibal!?
[the screen fades away to bright white with only the frozen image of the little blonde girl, before it ends]