He turns back to Kaylee as the floor and walls shadow around them, a familiar, painful pressure building in his chest all the while. The light wobbles again, and in the heartbeat space between one bolt of illumination and the next --
the tile floor echoes, and the white and green walls are lit too bright; behind Kaylee is a man in a white coat with a stethoscope coiled around his neck like a snake, behind him is someone --
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Date: 2008-02-05 04:03 am (UTC)"What?"
Flicker. Tick. Sylar looks up at the lights.
He turns back to Kaylee as the floor and walls shadow around them, a familiar, painful pressure building in his chest all the while. The light wobbles again, and in the heartbeat space between one bolt of illumination and the next --
the tile floor echoes, and the white and green walls are lit too bright; behind Kaylee is a man in a white coat with a stethoscope coiled around his neck like a snake, behind him is someone --
Flicker.
Tick.
It's gone.