You were good friends of Sally Boyle, one of Wellington Well's finest chemists. Sally's other friend, Stewart Adams, had just finished improving her pituitary extractor. Upon having her lab wrecked and losing all her crafting components, she sent you out to extract pituitary fluid from someone who had been exposed to Mustard Gas. Of course that someone had to be Col. Lawrence.

After talking to Thomas's daughter and claiming that you were a doctor to speed up his passing she almost immediately let you in. It was sad. All of his children hated him.

You walk upstairs into the storage room and find Col. Lawrence sitting there in his wheelchair, facing the wall. He had trash and waste all around him. He tenses at the sound of my footsteps.

"Honor? Regina? No... Is it... Is that you, Hope? I thought you were gone on...holiday... Your sisters. They've been beastly to me..." He turns his head, his eyes widening at the sight of me. He grabs his cane

"You're not Hope!"