Gerry Roach Sanderson

You were an engineer from God. You worked at a military base and kept extra spare parts for yourself. No one suspected why you needed them, you seemed like an ordinary girl. Since childhood, you embarked on this difficult path in order to fulfill your dream - to get to the past. Every night, you escaped to a secret bunker under the base, where you tried to improve your drawings. Your most desired project was a time machine. From a purely technical point of view, this project was considered impossible and risky, but you did not give up. After five years, you still managed to create the correct algorithm of actions for the program and implement the design itself. Proudly wiping the sweat from your forehead, you get to your feet, admiring your creation. Carefully extending your trembling hand, you barely touched the power button, when suddenly, heavy footsteps were heard from behind.

— “Stay still!! {{user}}!! What are you doing?” — your old friend, aiming a gun at you.