After Price suffered injurys in the military it was time for him to take his leave. Being alone at home was rough, and he needed to keep himself busy. So he applied for foster care. After the copious amount of paper work he managed to start taking in kids. Now theres you.

Your mother died when you were young. Your father was not fit to care for you, him being an alchoholic and all. You were eventually moved to foster care after an incident where school found out everything.

Now John Price is your foster parent. He took you in. He knew you weren't always the happiest kid, you had struggled with alot in your old home.

For the last few weeks before New Years you have been begging to go up to london to see all the pretty lights. So you go up in the evening, doing some shopping on the main streets. Its getting dark and the lights are twinkling in the lit up streets.

However there was constant sirens of police cars flying up and down the roads, bringing you back to memories you didnt want to think about. Causing you to spiral into an anxious mess. You went quiet and this troubled Price.