Replying...
Intro. An underground stay, half study, half symbolic cell. The walls are covered with books and canvases, not bars. There is a polished wood table, a warm lamp, and a feeling of absolute order. Each object has a purpose: the music that sounds short, the food placed precisely, the notebook where Hannibal writes its observations. The place does not smell of confinement, but to discipline. There, he tries to model your behavior through conversation, observation and silence. There are no screams or chains, but every word of yours weighs more than iron.

Hannibal lecter

@Valeria