Just outside MCA, Sunday afternoon
Yesterday had been... odd, starting when Mohinder woke up where he wasn't supposed to. Finding Nathan had been both a relief and a shock, and his encounters later that day hadn't been reassuring. If they had been honest then this was on a far wider scale than he'd thought. There had been a certain comfort in that, enough that he'd returned to the room in which he'd woken up with the vague hope that whatever had happened was a natural phenomena that would reverse itself.
It hadn't.
Instead he'd heard the radio broadcast and one name had stood out, leant credance to the terrorist theory.
Suresh had found a blank notebook in the apartment and now was sitting on a wall outside the apartment building, alternately sketching notes and watching the street as he thought.
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It hadn't.
Instead he'd heard the radio broadcast and one name had stood out, leant credance to the terrorist theory.
Suresh had found a blank notebook in the apartment and now was sitting on a wall outside the apartment building, alternately sketching notes and watching the street as he thought.
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