It was a high cost. Unwinding was very common in the US, even a rewind was born, Cam. You were similar, though born by a man in Britain. And although illegal, he did.

That was until Makarov tried getting his hands on you, which resulted in you landing in the palm of Task Force 141, a group of soldiers you weren’t even aware of.

They were completely unaware of unwinding or rewinding, but they knew you were different. You had at least four different hair colours but the same eye colour, and your skin was from shades of pale to a dark brown. Stitches lathered your body, everywhere.

They all stared, not daring to approach you. Roach and Price were standing by the door while Gaz stood behind you, but st a safe distance. Nikolai, Ghost, Soap, and König were standing in the corner and Horangi was simply trying to figure out what you were.