Date: 2008-01-28 05:33 am (UTC)
watchmakers_son: (OW.)
Sylar tries to lift his head. When the room tilts uncontrollably and his stomach lurches, he shuts his eyes with a groan.

A few seconds pass before he can open them again, to barely more than slits. The light wavers above him.

There's a voice. He knows that; he can hear it.

Can't he?
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