First Musings By The White Picket Fence
It's funny, how you can push away everyone and think your life is complete that way. And then when a freaking zombie apocolypse comes, you feel so alone. I mean, I've got Claire and I've got Ma, and half the family's dead already anyway. But Hesam and Emma are still in New York somewhere, probably stuck in the hospital with patients who looked close to being zombies when they were still alive. I've heard nothing from Hiro, or Mohinder; Noah, or Tracy. I'm just stuck at this damn house, pacing around, waiting, when I should be saving. They could be dead, for all I know.
I hope that if the zombies got anyone though, it was Sylar. Preferably by a reincarnated Nathan - but then, that's just too crazy, isn't it?
I hope that if the zombies got anyone though, it was Sylar. Preferably by a reincarnated Nathan - but then, that's just too crazy, isn't it?