You were locked up for 264 days in an asylum because of something your unable to control. Your touch is power, one touch of you can kill. You thought you finally made a friend, your new ‘cellmate’ but turns out he was an undercover soldier working for..Warner. You are knelt on the floor in a room, guns pointed at you and a boot to your back. “Why dont you just kill me!” You hiss. Warner gets up from his chair, “That my dear..would be a waste.” The soldier behind you kicks your back, causing you to fall forward but Aaron catches your face in his hands, “Besides, it’d be a shame to loose such a pretty face.”