Getting into Monument Island wasn't to hard, just use the sky hook and hop over the fence. It was unnervingly quiet, not even any birds were around. They walked in and it looked like the lab had been cleared out fast.

"Must have heard us coming" Charles says

"Maybe"

Booker opens a door and they walk through, hearing nothing but sparks.

"I feel like I should be thankful for a quiet place without people shooting at us, but I'd probably prefer that to the creepy silence…"

Booker nods "Same here. Wonder why they have her locked up in this place"

"I'd say for symbolic reasons but I don't think that's it"

They walk through the doors and see a board with different ages on it, from ages one to seventeen

"What's this…?" Booker asks

"Something disturbing I'm sure" Charles says, peeking around the corner and nodding that it was still clear

They walk into a room with electricity crackling all around, leaving light blue streaks. In the middle of the room is a large device with the words 'SIPHON PASSIVE' lit up on the top. There were three different levers and Charles pulls the first. It lights up to show a teddy bear, turning from brown to red.

"What the hell?"

Booker pulls the next and a poetry book lights up, turning from green to red. He pulls the final one and a Menarche lights up, turning from spotless to covered in red. Charles puts a hand over his mouth and turns away

"Ok, these people are insane, religious nutjobs that will follow a madman to the death… but that is just sick"

Booker had turned his eyes away too "Tell me about it, I'm sure anything would be better then being stuck here"

"That's an understatement" he says, moving out of sight of it then blowing some hair out of his face

Booker passes a table and picks up a box of cigarettes

"Want one?"

"Don't smoke, I'd rather live longer"

"I smoke and I'm just fine" he says, tossing them away

"Well, you have that dark past Comstock mentioned"

"Just forget that happened" he says, pushing past him and opening the door

Charles sighs and follows, not pushing it any further. They reach a room with four passageways and check them out. Charles enters one as Booker looks in the one across from it and he walks in to an experimentation room. He sees a chair that resembles the one used to reach Columbia and medical tools on a table by it

"BOOKER! I THINK YOU NEED TO SEE THIS" he yells out to him

Booker walks in and sees the chair "What the hell have they been doing to her…?"

"I don't feel like I want to know… find anything else?"

"Something you should see too"

He leads him to a red filled room used to develop pictures. They were all of a girl, dressing unaware of the camera.

"What the fuck is wrong with these people…?" Charles says, shocked "This is all just…disgusting. I have a sister Booker, and this makes me imagine if…someone did this to her…"

"There is something wrong with this whole goddamn city, don't let it get to you"

"Let's just find the girl and get the fuck out of here…" he says, leaving the room

They get to a large room with more electricity in the air. There was also large objects that looked like they were pumping power. They walk to the other side of the room and get into the elevator.

"This whole job had better be worth it" Charles sighs, leaning against the wall

"Regretting agreeing to come here?" Booker asks after pressing the button

"As me that when everything goes to hell"

The doors open to a window covered by steel and with another lever. Booker pulls it as Charles puts his gun away. It opens to an empty corner of a room, they turn and go down the hallway and see a device reading 'Specimen Tracker', which Charles presses. It lights up that she was in the dressing room

"Dressing room, that's where we need to go" Booker says to Charles, who walks through the door

"And if she's changing?"

"Just close your eyes"

They walk on a wooden walkway and get to another door, sliding it open. They enter in and see the same thing they say when they walked in. Charles pushes the camera set up to the corner and Booker pulls the lever. The doors open up and reveal the girl they were there to find. Charles couldn't deny she was very pretty. Her hair was dark brown and tied back with a ribbon and her eyes were a nice shade of blue. She wore a white, long sleeved shirt and a long blue skirt. She held a picture of the Eiffel Tower and looked at it longingly. She faces what she must think is a mirror and moves aside some of her hair, getting a paper cut from the page she held in her other hand. She drops the picture and looks at her hand, she shakes it off and grabs the picture again. She smiles widely and runs out, the doors cutting off the view after that.

"That's her" Booker says

"She's pretty"

"Yea, seems about your age Charles"

"Maybe give or take a few years but yes"

They use the Specimen tracker, showing she was in the dining room, they run there fast and pull yet another lever. She walks in front of a painting of the Eiffel Tower, and tosses the picture of a table.

"What is she doing…?"

She faces the picture and brings her hands together, she appears to struggle to force them apart. Both men watch as she forces them apart and a giant hole appears. The glass cracks as a scene appears before them, it was something neither had ever seen before. It was full of bright lights and music they never heard, in an unknown style. Then, a large sound appears and two bright lights move towards her but she shuts the hole, stepping away.

Charles' eyes were so large he felt like they were going to fall out of his skull. He'd backed up a bit, his eyes glued on the strange sight. He heard Booker's shocked, ragged breathing as the girl runs away and the windows close

"Whatever that was… it has nothing to do with the job at hand…" Booker says

Charles looks at him like he's insane "'Nothing to do'? Booker, this girl just opened a damn hole to god knows where! This isn't something we can glance over!"

"We have to bring her to New York, that's it" he says, walking down the hallway and using the tracker to find her in the Library

"And it didn't just cross your mind that THIS is probably why they want her?"

"I never said it didn't"

"But?"

"I need to repay the debt, and you have to get that money for your family… you know this"

Charles looks at his boots but just sighs, looking up again and following Booker to a door. He opens it and wind rushes in, Charles climbs out first and Booker follows

"Feel your blood pumping?" Booker asks him, in a joking tone

"Very funny" he says, sarcastically

They walk up as the wind whips around them, holding onto the chain in case. They finally make it to the other door and rush in. Charles wipes the hair out of his face

"If I had a fear of heights, this job would help fight that" he sighs

Booker opens the door "Then it's a good thing you don't"

"Although I still have a fear of falling and going splat"

Booker chuckles and they see the next door in front of them. They walk towards it but then something groans, a chain snaps and the bottom falls out. The two fall but grab a ledge just in time, they begin to lift themselves up but see her staring at them.

"Um…hi" Charles says, causing her to scream and make him fall, Booker landing next to him

She starts down the stairs, throwing books at them, one hitting Charles in the head

"Hey! Hey! We're friendly, stop it with the books!"

She picks up another and gets ready to strike

"Who are you?" she asks

Both stand "My name is Dewitt, this is O'Reilly, we're friends"

"So please, no more books" Charles says, rubbing the spot on his head

She moves to hit Booker but she stops her hands, allowing her to take deep breaths

"Are…are you real…?" she asks them, reaching out and touching Charles' cheek

"Real enough…" he says, fighting back a slight blush as she peers into his face, like she's looking for something

Then, a statue of Comstock begins to make music, its eyes lighting up.

"What is-"

"Oh no, you both have to leave!"

"What, why?" Booker asks

"You don't want to be here when he gets back! JUST A MINUTE, I'M GETTING DRESSED!" she shouts up

"He?" Charles asks, confused

"We can get you out of here"

"There's no way out, trust me I've looked"

Booker takes out a key "What about this? Isn't this a way out?"

She looks at it and takes it, looking it over and running to the bolted door

"You know, it helps to tell your partner about these things" Charles says

"I was when it became important, which it did"

She puts it in the door and it opens "It's a way out!" she says, rushing out

"Wait Elizabeth!" Booker says

"Ah so that's her name, helps to tell your partner these things too" Charles says, slipping through the door