Resurge/White Coats

Hi. My name's Gail. And I'm a mutant.

The others asked me to write this, so here goes nothing. They chose me for pretty obvious reasons. I'm the only one who knows what happened in the alternate lives. Okay, that probably made no sense to you. Whatever. Let's move on.

You've probably got a bunch of questions, but I'll get to them in due time. To be completely honest, I've got a lot of unanswered questions. I'll explain more thoroughly later, but I'm a mutant, thanks to TRIDENT.

The experiments... Ugh. The memories physically pain me. My head pounds when I think of them, but I guess I've gotta do it if I want to prove to the world how evil TRIDENT truly is. There were a whole lot of them. Probably about 2 per week. They sliced me open, injected me, drugged me... Pretty much everything. If you can imagine it, I've experienced it. The others went through this as well. I probably didn't get the worst of it, but I'm more than likely way up there.