Sylar's private thoughts, Central Mexico, on the road
I'm losing my mind.
Every time I close my eyes, I'm back in that fantasy world. I have my abilities back, and more, but it's all useless- I wake to the bright smile of a broken woman or the glare of her more cynical brother. And I can do nothing.
I am nothing.
I'm Gabriel Gray, and I still need to fix that.
At least my dreams are pointing me in the right direction, but the new twists are worrying. Saving the world? Talking with God? Letting something else change me? They make less and less sense. And I never remember here- it gets farther away each time.
I need my abilities back, I need my powers before I fall completely to this ridiculous delusion.
Save me, Maya, and I'll help you. We'll go to Dr. Suresh and he'll fix me, and I'll fix you. It's the perfect solution.
Every time I close my eyes, I'm back in that fantasy world. I have my abilities back, and more, but it's all useless- I wake to the bright smile of a broken woman or the glare of her more cynical brother. And I can do nothing.
I am nothing.
I'm Gabriel Gray, and I still need to fix that.
At least my dreams are pointing me in the right direction, but the new twists are worrying. Saving the world? Talking with God? Letting something else change me? They make less and less sense. And I never remember here- it gets farther away each time.
I need my abilities back, I need my powers before I fall completely to this ridiculous delusion.
Save me, Maya, and I'll help you. We'll go to Dr. Suresh and he'll fix me, and I'll fix you. It's the perfect solution.