The easel drops like a stone as pain explodes from his stomach, hot and fierce enough to send Sylar reeling with spots clouding his eyes. He stumbles backward, hits the bed, and immediately overbalances onto it, the room pitching wildly underneath him again.
He isn't aware that he's screaming from it.
He certainly isn't aware enough to realize that Kim's escaping.
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Date: 2007-09-15 04:39 am (UTC)He isn't aware that he's screaming from it.
He certainly isn't aware enough to realize that Kim's escaping.