”The alarm snapped everyone’s attention away from Sygor and me and back on the reason that we were here in the first place. While some hurriedly g...abbed up their webbing and weapons, others looked to their squad leaders for directions. That led to the squad leaders looking to me. “Tonko, Ozmat, Ruba, and Ohba, you’re with me,” I started off pointing out the people I wanted to back me up when I went to intercept whoever was coming our way. “Dunbar and Burton, I want you to find a couple nice. I was scared and I think Ted was too, though he’d never admit it. The appearance of a brief gap in the whiteout showed us the house off to our left and we made the final plunge through the waist deep drifts just as visibility dropped to zero again. We stomped as much snow off as we could on the enclosed porch and then entered the kitchen of the snug and warm farmhouse.As we were removing our wet outer clothing, a slight sound caused me to turn around to the doorway into the interior of the. His toenails? He looked down. Yup. They looked more ‘normal’ now. First time he had seen them without contortions in years.“Here’s Sgt. Peters,” said the cute nurse.Cliff looked up and saw the same Marine that had passed him after he got shot.“Sgt. Peters? Thanks for picking that guy off before he executed me.”“No problem. Thank YOU for distracting that guy with the machine pistol and taking down the other two,” the Sergeant had a big smile as he delivered his thanks.Cliff thought for a second.. "What do you think, Toni?" Wow!" I take it you like?" Wow!" I assume that means that you are happy with the results?"My mouth got into gear as I realised that Bridget was talking to me. Icouldn't drag my eyes from the mirror and the beautiful vision reflectedin it."Is that me?" Yes" hon, all you." Thank you." I whispered, seeing the mouth in the mirror saying the words.It was a bit unreal. I couldn't quite get the hang of the fact that theimage reflected me, Tony Summers. A boy aged 18 years..