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"Nathan crouched deeper under his desk. His breaths were quick and shallow. He tried not to move. If he didn’t move maybe Sylar wouldn’t be able to find him. He knew that didn’t make sense. Sylar would know exactly where he was hiding and rip off the top of his head without a second thought. He knew that he should have jumped out his office window as soon as he had heard the screams. But part of him, a part that he very rarely acknowledged, wished that Sylar would just break down the Oval Office door and finish the job."
Newly elected President Nathan Petrelli awaits his death from a man that the rest of the world assumed was dead.