He said it’s not real. Said that nothing here matters, and he accused me of hiding. Why would I hide someplace like this? I hate being alone. Three years of searching, where I gathered the clocks and watches, so their ticking could keep me company… I didn’t make this place. Parkman couldn’t have done this to me. I’m fucking Sylar. Samuel said I was the most powerful of the specials. How the hell could Parkman lock me in a hell like this? It has to be real. I hold one of the watches to my ear, listening to the ticking.
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