Charlie wasn't sure what brought her back to this place. Nostalgia? The hope to find something or someone? She hadn't been to the Lazarus Corporation facility in over a year. The building had been abandoned, shut down since the B.O.W attack that occurred in nearby Ravenport, Minnesota. There was already a fine layer of dust accumulating on the desks, chairs, tables, and numerous types of lab equipment throughout the building. That, and cobwebs that decorated any dark corner or unused empty space.

As she continued through the building, she found a room in particular that she was familiar with. Her old lab room. The sign, which read "Dr. Charlie Everson: Genetics", was faded on the door. With a slight moment of hesitation, she grabbed the doorknob and turned it. Peering in for a brief second, she cautiously entered.

"Just like how I left it." she said to herself.

She scanned the room seeing just what was left behind. There were microscopes, test tubes, a computer where she filed her research, and two chairs. Charlie also noted the freezer that contained many genetic specimens. More of her research. Samples that would be used to create clones. Some were successful. Others deteriorated within days. Once again, she found herself lost in thought, in memory. She picked up an old photo, her and Birkin in lab attire, and smiled sadly at it.

"Where did you go?" Charlie sighed wondering if her search would be endless.