When Dearing and the keepers returned to Burroughs, they parked on the Obelisk Plaza, covered with a thin layer of ashes, and entered the Discovery Center, only to discover that the building had been deserted whereas they expected to find there Commander Torres' men standing guard.

As they crossed the dimly lit rotunda (only the emergency lighting was activated), they noticed that not only pieces of the dome and of the busts on the balustrades had fallen following the powerful tremor felt around midnight, but also that, between the entrance and the Isla Nublar model, there were several stains of blood drying on the floor.
They saw another, larger, on the platform's steps, forming somekind of vermilion cascade.

"What happened here?" Dearing wondered, knowing that the person who had lost his or her blood there must have been brutally killed.

On the alert, Grady and Sembène grabbed their rifles and told Dearing and Leon to stay behind, fearing that some predator had entered the building and killed Torres' men.

"Be on your guard," Grady said to his companions.

They headed for the Norman Atherton Laboratories and reached them without any trouble.

The lighting was still on and crates of equipment had been abandoned whereas the Fallen Kingdom operation's protocol ordered the evacuation of all valuable assets.
The geneticists had obviously left hurriedly.

"They evacuated, shit!" Grady swore.

"Why did you wanted to see Wu?" Dearing asked.

"The Indominus surprised us, again. Not only she had recruited the neoraptors and the proceratosaurs but she also had given birth to a baby, a stillborn."

"Wait, can you say that again?"

While searching the laboratories for some useful document, Grady and Sembène told them about the events they went through in the mountain.

"Even with all that you have just told us, I don't think that we are at the end of our troubles. And I didn't know that we have on this island a real-life version of the Return of the King's Dwimorberg. To say that the security division has hidden during all these years what would have been the archaeological discovery of the decade if not of the century..." Dearing commented. "Do you know how my animosity with Wu started?" She asked Grady soon after.

"No. You never have been clear on that matter."

"It started during an evening at the Palace..."

"The one where you ended up puking in the bushes?"

"No, another one. I was still deputy director at the time. It was quite a big reception. There were some of the park's benefactors but also Arnold, Regina, Ramon, all the management team in a nutshell as well as Masrani. Wu, accompanied by Dr. Preston, came to join us at one point. We all sat in the couches with some of the guests to discuss about a whole lot of topics, including Wu's most recent work. The atmosphere was friendly and drinks came one after the other and at one point, the conversation was steered around the friendship between Wu and Preston except that I was a little drunk..."

Grady raised an eyebrow.

"Ok, quite drunk," she admitted. "And do you know what I ended up saying? Henry likes to widen his friends circle. Nearly everyone burst out laughing."

"That famous joke comes from there... I also heard a few others. The one about his favorite dinosaur is the worst. I hope you are not behind all of those as well because otherwise, you would be the laughing stock of the island if word spreads. Especially for that one, particularly well thought and mature..."

"No. Those were invented by others afterwards. Right after I made this little joke, my gaze met Wu's. He was laughing too but deep down, he was really embarrassed. I realized too late that I had humiliated him in a rather despicable way. Since then, things were no longer the same between us."

Dearing saw that a sheet of paper had come down from a notice board a few meters away.

She crouched down to take it and turning it over, she noticed what had been drawn on the opposite side. What she saw irritated her.

"The little fuckers!"

Having heard her swore, Grady moved closer. He observed that the drawing represented the Indominus but depicted in an anthropomorphic way as not only she was lying on her side in a rather lascivious way but she had the specificity of being dressed in white blouse and jodhpurs, Dearing's usual clothes.
Other elements confirmed that it was indeed a caricature of her: The Indominus had a bottle of wine between her claws and her eyes were dazed, like if she was drunk.
The drawing was titled The Future of Jurassic World.

"A caricature?" Grady asked behind her back.

"Yeah but its author did not had the balls to sign," Dearing replied, folding the drawing into her pocket. "Did you find something?"

"Nothing interesting."

"We neither. The computers had seen all their files deleted and all the important documents seemed to have been taken away," Sembène added.

"There is a place that we didn't searched," Dearing said.

"Which one?"

She guided them deeper into the laboratories, up to a door with electronic bolts and a small round window that let them saw behind it an annex room, also equipped with scientific equipment.

Next to the handle, a red light indicated that the door was locked.

"Wu's little secret lab," she declared.

Grady and Sembène exchanged a look and then scanned their surroundings for an object that would help them break through the door, but before they could find something, Dearing approached the touchpad. It scanned her fingerprints and to their surprise, the door opened.

"Ah! Those dickheads hadn't withdrawn my accreditations yet!" The ex-director exclaimed.

"This lab doesn't seem so secret, you can enter in it as you wish," Sembène noticed.

"Let's say that secret lab is much more exciting than The annex in the back," she said. "I have been there a few times in the past, to make sure of the good evolution of the Indominus' creation process and to attend to her birth. It's here that she was born."

They entered the annex, whose only sources of light were the screensaver of a computer station and the lamps of a series of terrariums along one of the walls.
Dearing found the switch and turned on the light.

Opposite of the terrariums, there was an acrylic wall that separated the annex from an alcove where several glassed vats stood. Those were development units where embryos could be grown.

Developed for the first time on Site B prior to its destruction by Hurricane Clarissa, those units allowed a more efficient and faster embryo growth than in inseminated eggs and the specimens born through this method were larger and more independent after birth than those hatched. Thus, in an industrial context, it was this technique that was preferred and InGen's plant in San Diego had whole rows of these vats.
When used, the embryo, supplied with nutrients and oxygen through an array of drips and feeding tubes, is immersed in a synthetic amniotic fluid that contained water, glucose and various other elements such as sodium, potassium, calcium, magnesium, chlorine, bicarbonate, phosphorus as well as trace elements like iron or zinc.
But the vats that Dearing and the keepers saw were empty, having not been used since the birth of the Indominus.

Apart from the presence of those units, the place looked like many other laboratories and was not particularly sinister-looking, despite a lighting weaker than those of the rest of Norman Atherton Laboratories.

Dearing noticed that Grady's face looked almost jaded, like if he had expected to see something more remarkable.

"You seem disappointed," she remarked.

"No, I'm not, but to be honest, I imagined something like in Alien: Resurrection. You know, the lab with all the failed hybridization attempts."

"Brr..." Dearing shivered, remembering the scene set in the location mentioned by Grady.

Sitting by the computer station, she searched through the files on the computer, noticing out of the corner of her eye a copy of René Descartes' Discourse on the Method resting on the desk.
There was nothing surprising about its presence there, as Wu appreciated a lot this philosopher.

Meanwhile, the keepers went to have a look at the terrariums. Their eyes widened in astonishment when they saw that they contained specimens of hybrid vertebrates, including two-headed snakes, axolotls-like creatures with a bluish dorsal fin, and Northern caiman lizards whose skin wasn't covered with scales but with triangular-shaped short and broad feathers.

"There's nothing left on the computer," Dearing observed. "Maybe there is something on the servers but unless you know something about their operation since it's not my case, we need someone who knows how to search specific data in them. We have to go back to the control room."

She got up from the chair but as they headed for the exit, Leon noticed that next to the vats' alcove, there was a door, not as heavy and complex as the one of the entrance, but much simpler in design and requiring a key to be opened.

"What's behind that door?" The intern asked.

"No idea," Dearing answered. "It was always closed when I was there."

Grady approached the door and kicked it down.

Once it was open, he crossed the threshold and lit the small dark room beyond with his flashlight.

"What's inside?" Leon asked as they approached the threshold.

"The dark side of Wu's genius," Grady said.

In the light of the flashlight's beam, they saw a series of jars lined on a metal shelf.

They came closer and saw that each contained an Indominus' embryo or foetus. By observing them, they soon noticed that they were misshaped and monstrous.
While some were asymmetrical with one limb longer than the other or with one twisted jaw, others were hunchbacked, had no eyes or one in excess, and one had even two heads.

"It's not as scary or in your face as Sigourney Weaver with a misplaced mouth or reduced to a shapeless mass begging to be killed but it's still interesting to have a look at," Grady declared.

"Isn't there a protocol that says that all failed embryos must be incinerated?" Leon asked.

"Actually yes," Dearing said. "But I suppose that Henry, not unlike the artists to which he likes to compare himself, wanted to keep the failed drafts of this work. To study them and use them to correct the errors that he could have made."

"Although I would have liked that the baby we found in the mountain to stay intact for study, I'm not sure that leaving those like this is a good idea. Sherman was partly right when he justified the incineration of the baby. If Biosyn, Grendel or someone else find those foetuses once we will have left the island, what would prevent them to not try to clone them? They would certainly obtain the same kind of monsters at first but through trials and errors, they are likely to get viable individuals."

"If ever they succeed, then this incident is likely to be repeated elsewhere, not to mention the potential nefarious uses they could have of an Indominus," Sembène added. "They must not put their hands on them."

"They must be destroyed in this case," Dearing said while she was holding one of the jars in her hand, staring at the specimen inside it with a half-fascinated half-appalled look.

It was the most intriguing of all, because although it had no missing limb or one in excess, it had too many fingers. The hands had five each and not four and moreover, the fingers were wider and shorter than they should be, just like the claws, while its cranial box was so oversized that it made it look like an alien, a look that was reinforced by the fact that the snout was much shorter than the one of the individual they knew.
On top of the skull, tiny orange-red filaments floated in the ethanol solution.

She turned to the others and put the jar back on the shelf.

"Let's go back to the Administration. We have a few things to do."

They left the room, making sure to close behind them the best they could, and headed for the exit.