Charlie's eyes opened wide. At least she thought she opened her eyes, but nothing happened. Everything was black. Charlie tried to open her mouth to speak, but she had no mouth to open, nor any voice to speak of. Only her awareness was there. Nothing else. She didn't see anything. She didn't hear anything, but most importantly, she didn't feel anything. Charlie felt at peace. She didn't have the desire to do anything. She was asleep. Well, she thought she was.

"Hello, Charlie", a voice echoed throughout the darkness. It took a while, but Charlie began to recognize it. It was Elizabeth's voice.

It has been four years since the events of The Fourth Closet. Nearly everyone had moved on from what had happened to Charlie, and accepted her as dead. Well, all but one. Carlton has always been troubled, ever since he found the grave. He wanted to find Charlie more than anything, even though he knew she was just an AI. Carlton has attempted to hold the secret of Charlie being a robot for about four years now. Carlton has basically avoided contact with everyone, including his father, Clay.

"What would you like?", the waiter asked Carlton. "Maybe a burger?", Carlton answered. The sound of a ringing phone went off in Carlton's pocket. Almost instantly, he pulled out his cell phone, and looked at the caller ID.

Jessica.

Almost autonomously, Carlton reached for the "END CALL" button, but stopped himself. The phone rang again, before he answered. "Hello", Jessica's voice could be heard through the phone. "Hey Jessica. How's things going on?", Carlton asked.

"Well, John left town. Are you still looking for Charlie?", Jessica jokingly asked, but then stopped herself. It was obvious she regretted saying that, and seemed to be instantly sorry. "I'm sorry, Carlton. We all miss her. She was like my best friend. It's almost like she sacrificed herself to stop all of this. I just don't understand why.

"I know. I'm still looking for her. I ruled out everywhere except for where you were. I'm going there".

"Carlton, look. It's been four years since Charlie went missing. If she's at Jen's, she's dead. There's just no way she could survive that long", Jessica said.

"You'll never know", Carlton said, before hanging up.

"Here's your burger. I made you a half rack just in case you were hungry", the waiter said. "Thanks...", Carlton began. "Emily", The waiter said. "Thanks Emily, I'll give you a tip for that", Carlton said as Emily gave him his burger, as well as a half rack of ribs. Carlton took a bite out of his burger, as he took out a piece of paper from his pocket. On it, a simple checklist, which contained a list of locations, all but one crossed off. "Jen's House". Carlton took out his pen, and drew a check next to the only standing label, before taking another bite from his burger.

"What's that?", Emily asked in confusion. "Oh, it's nothing. Here", Carlton replied as he gave Emily a tip.

"Come on. You can take back the tip if you tell me", Emily replied.

"I'm just looking for someone named Charlie. She went missing four years ago", Carlton answered as Emily gave him some money.

"Charlie? You mean Charlotte Emily, right? Henry's daughter", Emily asked.

"Yeah, her", Carlton answered.

"Huh... I heard of a girl named Annie looking for her a couple of years ago, but that's all", Emily said.

"Annie?"

"Yeah. Annie Myers. She used to live here, until she moved to the city"

"What was she like?", Carlton asked, taking a last bite from his burger.

"Well, she was nice, but unusual. She seemed to always wear a hoodie outside, and seemed to be afraid of sunlight. I don't know, I guess she's an emo girl or something", Emily said.

"Or a vampire. Did she bite ya?", Carlton jokingly asked.

"You're fun, Carlton. Anyway, she wanted to find her so she could "save" her, whatever that means. I'll catch you later.", Emily said before walking away. Carlton took a bite from one of his ribs, before looking out the window. There was a dark figure standing outside. It was in the shape of a woman, which seemed around 20. She was completely black. She had medium-sized busts, as well as a jacket which appeared to be green, judging from its shape.

"Huh?", Carlton asked in confusion as he got up.

"What is it?", Emily asked as he walked over to Carlton. Carlton turned to see Emily.

"There's someone out there", Carlton said as he turned to face the window. The figure was gone.

"How much beer did you have?", Emily asked.

"I think I should go home", Carlton said as he walked away from his table.

"Are you going to finish that?", Emily asked.

"No, I'm full. Bye".

"Goodbye", Emily said, before going into the kitchen.

Chills went down Charlie's spine, even though she didn't even have one. It was as if it was there, but it wasn't. Charlie was somehow afraid, but just seconds earlier, she was at peace with herself.

"Oh, Charlie. I can tell you're afraid", Elizabeth's disembodied voice echoed through Charlie's head. "You don't need to hide it".

"Besides, you're stuck with me", Elizabeth began.

"Or am I stuck with you?"

"Well, it's hard being stuck with the one person I hated the most"

"But I'll tell you that I'm sorry"

"What?", Charlie asked, finally being able to speak.

"You heard me", Elizabeth said, but her voice was off. It sounded more like what it did when she was human.

"I don't hate you". "I was tricked into hating you because of Daddy. You really don't know how much I hate him now"

"He made me do things... Horrible things... I hate him! I hate him!", Elizabeth yelled, and it seemed that if she were human, Elizabeth would be crying.

"Make it stop!", Elizabeth screamed. Charlie paused. "It's okay. He's dead now", Charlie said, attempting to comfort Elizabeth.

"He made me do all this... He made me kill you... He made me kill innocent people... I hate him!", Elizabeth yelled, as there was an obvious sign of grief in her voice.

Charlie finally was able to open her eyes. She was trapped in the closet with Elizabeth. Charlie was barely able to get up without falling apart, but she managed. SHe was able to see a broken Circus Baby lying on the ground, lifeless. Elizabeth was on the other side of the closet. She was drowning herself in tears. Charlie paused for a few moments before slowly walking up to her.

"Elizabeth?", Charlie asked. There was no answer from her. Charlie walked up to Elizabeth, and put her hand on her head.

"Can you see me?", Charlie asked. Elizabeth just continued crying for what seemed like forever.

"Elizabeth, listen to me. I know you're upset, but listen to me. Grieving over someone you hate is pointless. William Afton is dead. I really mean he's dead"

"Look, I almost felt the same way when I thought I was dead. You need to accept it, and move on", Charlie said.

Elizabeth wiped her face off, and ran up to Charlie, wrapping her arms around her. Charlie made a confused expression.

"I'm sorry", Elizabeth spoke, before backing away and sitting down.'

"It's okay. I'll find a way for you to rest. I Promise", Charlie said.