Doctor Melinda Winters had finished out her contract with the university and her reorientation to the outside world. She now had more than enough money to spend with what she had earned and what she got from her previous job. Her previous job of 5 years….. Could she call it her previous job? They gave her a special title for that job. Special Agent. Her previous job…. She still can’t speak about it no matter how much she wanted to do so. A special device made it so that she couldn’t even if she could. Yet she wondered……Tangorn. Could she still be alive?<br/>Over the last two months Doctor Melinda had driven to various small towns to visit various libraries. Some of the libraries were Scientific Libraries where she could peruse the various articles at her own leisure. She had collected a large amount knowledge of gasses and their effects. Every gas that was known to mankind had been studied in her own time. She had file cabinets put in her RV so she could keep her research with her.<br/>After two months of driving around, Dr Melinda had arrived at the far side of her previous job. Her mind wandered to how everything looked after the last 15 years. It was a closed case so why not? No one would care and the buildings would be basically useless, fallen down and inhabited by the animals that would have taken over the complex.<br/>She pulled into the town and looked about for a parking place. Once she found a place in still unused  "Old Gates" Drive In Movie Theater. She set the alarm system in case of pranksters which seemed to be the norm now days. She picked up her briefcase and quickly left the RV. With a click of her keys and a quick beep beep along with the flash of lights, Dr Melinda should have been reassured that her RV was locked. But she wasn’t. Strange things do happen from time to time and she knew that quite well.<br/>Dr Melinda slowly walked along looking at the various stores that were in town. Somehow she could recall each one from the past. She had always had a fantastic memory and was thought to be photographic memory. She just had a good memory recall.<br/>Sam’s diner used to serve good burgers, fried and shakes. She smiled as she recalled the food. Perhaps the food was as good as it used to be she thought to herself as she walked inside. Yes, the counter was still there! She walked to the counter and sat down on a stool to be waited on.<br/><br/>Tanya was glad to see that everyone was not noticing her right now so she crouched down to her knees. She knew that she was safe for the moment. But she needed a new home and food. First one thing or the other.<br/>She crept along the side of the road into town. So many new scents were here including food. She whimpered at the smells. But she must be cunning, crafty even. She would take her time to get to where the food was. Always safety first.