RAW Fanthology: Inverno Comic Script
My partner and I wrote a script for a Hannibal fan comic anthology that was accepted back in November. The final copy is set to be released soon so I'm posting my script here for reference.
Inverno (Winter)
RAW Anthology Entry
Will is laying in his bed in
his home in Wolftrap. His bed is surrounded by rotting flowers as he lays
dreaming
HANNIBAL (QUOTE)
"With all my knowledge, I could never predict
you Will. I can whisper to the chrysalis, but what emerges is beyond me."
Will awakes in his bed.
Everything is covered in rotting flowers and moths.
WILL (NARRATED)
I sit stagnate in this world
It is snowing silently
outside. Hannibal's notebook and pen are still resting on the edge of his bed
where he left it the night before.
WILL (NARRATED)
Silently watching our decadence and glamour rot away
in your absence.
Will looks up across the
room. A large door is now resting in the place where his fire place once was.
WILL (NARRATED)
What a fool I was to think I could strip myself of
you so easily.
Flash forward to Will
visiting Abigail's grave.
WILL (NARRATED)
We've taken so much from each other.
Will is sitting in his house
against the wall. He is drinking from a bottle of whiskey surrounded by his
dogs.
WILL (NARRATED)
My head is filled with empty rooms and closed doors.
He looks drunkenly across at
the door.
WILL (NARRATED)
But yours won't shut.
It's fall and Will is walking through the woods with
his dogs.
WILL (NARRATED)
As my world begins to change
He meets Molly in the woods.
WILL (NARRATED)
The loneliness fades.
WILL (NARRATED)
It becomes bearable.
As he hugs her he is staring
across the room. Down the hallway is the same door, the light shining through
the small crack.
WILL (NARRATED)
But she isn't you.
Will is sitting in his hotel
room surrounded by crime scene photos from the most recent murder in the Tooth
Fairy case. A glass of whiskey is on the table and he appears frustrated.
WILL (NARRATED)
I can't escape this life, no matter how much I change
it.
Will looks away from the
photos and across the room where the large door to him and Hannibal’s shared
mind palace resides.
WILL (NARRATED)
You refuse to be erased.
He gets up and approaches it.
WILL (NARRATED)
You refuse to rot.
Will reaches his hand out to
grab the handle and push it open. The light floods over him.
WILL (NARRATED)
And I refuse to forget.
Various flashes of Will’s
past with Hannibal are shown. They show his most intimate moments such as when
they first meet, Will being locked in jail and staring at Hannibal, the
stabbing, the meeting at the museum.
WILL (NARRATED)
From the moment we first met I was drawn to you. As
my world became blacker, you led me in to rooms in my mind I had been too
afraid to open.
Will is seated at Mason’s
table, his mouth red with blood from biting Cordell’s cheek.
WILL (NARRATED)
I became your monster.
His lips turn up in to a
smile.
WILL (NARRATED)
And you changed me.
Fast-forward to Will covered
in blood, standing in the moonlight. He smiles up at Hannibal.
WILL (NARRATED)
For the better.
Will intimately embraces him.
WILL (NARRATED)
This strange love
They fall off the edge of the
cliff.
WILL (NARRATED)
These feelings
As Will hits the water he loses
Hannibal.
WILL (NARRATED)
They weigh me down
Opening his eyes he looks up
through the dark water.
WILL (NARRATED)
They fill my lungs with decay
He reaches out to him after a
moment of hesitation.
WILL (NARRATED)
But with you
Hannibal grabs his hand.
WILL (NARRATED)
Everything becomes clearer
Will pulls him in to a kiss.
WILL (NARRATED)
And together
They sink in to the open door
to their linked mind palace.
WILL (NARRATED)
We will rot away
The door snaps shut beneath
the water.
WILL (NARRATED)
Behind closed doors.
Blackness.
WILL (NARRATED)
This is
our design.
