The only light came from the flickering candle which Mohinder was holding. Sylar absent mindedly pulled at his restraints, trying not to appear nervous.
The melted wax trembled on the tip of the candle, and Sylar saw that it would only take the slightest movement to make it spill over and drop onto his bare skin. He watched as Mohinder moved it
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