Tuesday night, Dec 8, somewhere in a building owned by The Company

[repeterpetrelli]

Ever since the explosion, which was to say the day that Nathan had died so that Peter wouldn't destroy New York City, Peter's world was four walls. He had a toilet, and a bed, and a sink. The colors that he saw, from his room to the clothes that he wore, were variations from grey to white.

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[psychic_wonder]

Sam: *CLINGS TO PETER LIKE A CRAZY PERSON OMG*

[marsheadtilt]

[Elle: Back off, mine now!]