It would be easy enough to find her once he caught the trail, reading the walls or not. Huddled, barely recognizable bodies were discarded at intervals deep in the Underground, some merely a pile of flesh while others were still whimpering, all irreversibly broken. Playing with Allen hadn't been enough for her this time.

Road was having a break, licking at a lollipop she'd dipped in blood, her clothes still pristine even though her fingers were covered it, drying on her hands but still fresh on her fingertips. She liked candy almost as much as she liked blood and didn't see why indulging in one should stop her from indulging in the other. She looked up as Sylar arrived, looking amused but not impressed at him walking through the air.