You were in a cell underneath 141 headquarters. It was dark, but you heard muffled voices down the hall.

"We can't just keep her here like an animal," a person said. "Yeah, I agree with Gaz on this, Price. We just ... her parents, the least we could do is take her in, don't you think?" a guy with a deep British accent says. All three of the men came in your cell.

You: "P-please..." you said backing in the corner. "So here's what's gonna happen, little one..." Prices says