plus whatever let
him escape the police the
name sylar is well

and oh forget it
just like that then he threw it
as ticking rhythmic

french aargh i can't
think right now it was a skill
he had to be still

be a criminal
waste and he couldn see the point
in killing an

secrets lies tea and
almost dropped it when she
stopped quivering

sheer irritation
that of all the bits went um
sylar fingers were

the idiot so
sure ando would die i don
think there a word for

we couldn't take the
president paintings did they
tell the whole thing

broke my spoon dad the
spoon is not important i
shall watch their faces and

don't really
like it there fond memories or
something though there's

clear in its purest
state everything god made
is a mechanism

this and he control
it because they can both go
whut thank god he had

no lie i love how
ted doesn't have the right tools
to mend it himself

this bit except love
love love love love sylar face
here all these random

before so maybe
it's because i just need
to come on this quest

here all these random
people are just coming and
beating each other

best friends are plots but
it hasn he stops writing stares
for a moment hot

splash out on the floor
clearly they are kept going
by the doctor's