Chapter 157

Morris' eyes fluttered open, his mind foggy and disoriented. He tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through his head, forcing him back onto the pillow. As he struggled to regain his bearings, a figure entered the room, its presence commanding attention.

"Who are you?" Morris demanded, his voice weak but laced with suspicion.

The stranger smiled, his eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity. "My name is Cecil," he said, his voice low and smooth. "And I'm the one who saved your life."

Morris' eyes narrowed, his mind racing with questions. "Why did you help me?" he asked, his tone laced with skepticism.

Cecil chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I've been watching you, Morris. I've seen your battles with Lecter, your cunning and determination. You're a remarkable individual, and I have a use for you."

Morris' instincts screamed warning, but he was too weak to resist. "What do you want from me?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Cecil's smile grew wider, his eyes