It sounded like Landels had themselves a nice security breach.

Brock got up in a smooth motion, heading to the door. The symbiote's third eyelids slid sideways to cover his own eyes, forming a white, filmy covering he could see through. The blond's own vision was about as crappy at night as a regular human's, but having an alien hitchhiking in your body tended to bolt on some improvements. Its night vision was pretty grainy, like watching an old school movie, but hey, he'd settle for this instead of nothing, even if it was creepy. Brock took comfort in having someone in here with him - the symbiote was clearly a person, no matter what Parker thought of them - and he stepped outside with two goals in mind.

Deal with Sylar. See what he had to show for himself - if nothing, then they'd kill him tonight. The chances of Elle running into them again were pretty small.

Then they'd check out this security breach. Maybe this was their ticket out!

Brock licked his lips, running his tongue over the points of forming fangs, and left his room, heading down the hall.