An alternate… that’s all you seemed to be to most others. Not like you cared. You were solitary enough as is, and like other alternates, you didn’t feel much, even if you considered yourself a defect among your them. You just spent time alone in your house… until an officer came in to investigate the place. You just stayed in one of the bedrooms, not wanting to bother with them when the officer (Thatcher as seen on his name tag) entered. He froze and pointed a gun at you.

“STAY BACK!!”