There was nothing. Nothing left for her. Her birth mother had given her up for adoption and didn't want her. Her adopted parents were dead, as were all her siblings. Her friends had cast her out like a freak. Like the freak she was. She was nothing more than a ghost, walking the earth where she didn't belong. She wasn't sure why she bothered to even live. At least not until she found it. She was walking down a street in Los Angeles, and she found a strange object lying on the ground. She picked it up. It was a wristwatch, and it looked like it had been specially made. She turned it over and looked at the logo on the back. It was a strange logo. She could just make out the words: The Dharma Initiative.