Repairs
Sylar heaved a sigh as he pressed the buttons on his new Pinpoint. None of this would count, it was really pointless, and he kept telling himself so every few minutes. However, on the off-chance that God's death really would bring about an apocalypse in all worlds, he had to do something about it.
Sometimes he wondered if he had finally gone crazy.
He threw the body of the teenaged boy over his shoulder and hit the 'Send' button. Calling Mohinder so rarely worked. It was time to pay him a visit- or some version of him, anyway. When his environment is done changing from formless Nexus to bright hallway, he knocks on the door in front of him.
Sometimes he wondered if he had finally gone crazy.
He threw the body of the teenaged boy over his shoulder and hit the 'Send' button. Calling Mohinder so rarely worked. It was time to pay him a visit- or some version of him, anyway. When his environment is done changing from formless Nexus to bright hallway, he knocks on the door in front of him.