MCA #2 - Saturday morning

[offthelisthero]

Mohinder, still half-asleep, hit his alarm. Which wasn't there, as the clunk of glass onto floor moments later told the bleary-eyed scientist. A little more reaching found his glasses, and he looked around the room that looked nothing like where he'd gone to sleep the night before

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[1petrelli1]

Funnily enough, there was a familiar face walking through the hallways on the way to the outside. Sure he could've taken the direct route, or even the elevator, but taking his time meant acquiring more information.

[offthelisthero]

However empty the apartment seemed Mohinder didn't think it was wise to stay there. He caught sight of - "Mr President!" and his face flashed with relief, and then concern at the lack of security personnel. "Nathan? How - why? You're here?"

[1petrelli1]

"Mohinder." Of all the familiar faces he could have found, this was at least a useful one. "I see whatever the terrorists have done, they did to you as well."

[offthelisthero]

"So it seems," said Mohinder. "I don't even remember what happened, how we got here." He glanced around and shrugged. "Or even where here is."