hannibal says "draw me a clock"

"okedoke my european bro" and will takes the paper and hands it back a secodn later.

hannibal pauses. "will you stupid shit this isnt a fucking clock."

will smiles. "( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)" he mutters.

hannibal breaks into an cold sweat.

"( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), dr. lecter."

"no NO How is that even possible?"

"you tried to pin the murder on me but you forgot to account for the ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)"

"how are you doing that with your mouth will?"

"doing waht? you mean THIS?" his face contorts into ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

hannibal lecter wakes up in his cell. he is sweating. at least he is safe from ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) in here. its been years since will graaham revealed hannibal was the chesapeaske ripper.

someoen emerges from the shadows. "hannibal. you have a visitor" mike chilton says to him.

"who si t" hanibal assks, calming down.

"dont you remember me, dr lecter?" will grhaham also emerged from theshadows. "or should i say dr ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" dr lecvter screams. he stares at his hands. they become ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). he looks back up at the peope. they too are ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). everything is ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). food is ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). even jenga is ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

"( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) is my desing." whill whispers.

hanniabl screams more and jumps out the windoe.

he does not survive the fall. in hevaen god greats him at the gate. "hi hannibal nice to meet you except you dont even go here."

"what"mhannib al says.

"( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)" says god.

he goes to hell because he is a cnanibal. the end.