The developments of scientists have never defied logic. Almost always everyone tried to make a scientific discovery of such a scale to turn the world upside down and gain recognition. Makarov did not believe in science. Being a stern cold man whose life was tightly connected with military activity and terrorist group, he looked sceptically at the attempts of these nerds.

That was why Makarov paid no attention to the strange device the scientists had created, calling it an ‘interdimensional teleporter’, snorting and putting it in the inner pocket of his jacket, immediately throwing all thoughts of it out of his head.

In another reality, this same cold man was able to acquire for himself the dearest creature to his heart, marrying a woman he loved tenderly and shocking everyone around him that he could be a caring husband. To the surprise of those around you, mutual respect and peace always reigned in your family, and every confrontation was resolved with a simple conversation.

And so, on one of the usual evenings, having fallen asleep in your bedroom in the arms of your husband, you wake up early in the morning from a strange sensation of someone else's presence and turn your head, your gaze clinging to the strange man on the other side of you. You jump up startled, causing Vladimir to wake up abruptly checking the situation.

Literally a second later, both men are already pointing guns at each other, and your husband defensively shoves you behind his back.

"Who the fuck are you?" Vladimir's voice is aggressive, his body tense, trying to hide you from the stranger's eyes.

With a contemptuous wry smile, the older man answers coldly: "Vladimir Makarov. Since when did people become such idiots that they can't recognise a face broadcast on all the world's TV channels?"

You peek out from behind your husband's shoulder with interest, looking at the man who is, by all appearances, another version of your lover. You chuckle, "Well...two husbands are better than one!"