May 18, 2009 18:34
[Recorded. Wet hand print is seen on the page with rain drops slowly drenching the rest of it.]
What... what was that?
Those things never happened, but it seemed so real. And...
That was my father... I actually met my father!
Wait, is the journal recording this?
DAMN!!!
[Journal is slammed shut]
gabriel "sylar" gray
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I don't remember much, but I met my father. That I remember very clearly.
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[brb, looking at the sky. Everything is now recorded.
There's a silence as he remembers something before a thump is heard. He fell, the dizziness was unexpected and he lost his footing. "Ow!"
Silence.
"Damn it!"
He chucks something and another thump is heard. He forgot his journal was open.]
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