You felt trapped, because that's exactly what you are since birth. In a cell, with no one or anything else than a bed.

The scientists were experimenting on you. They wanted to see how a child slowly drives to insanity with the lack of company, interaction, sunlight and education. Crazy bastards.

But to come to your rescue, were 4 men; the Task force 141. They were assigned to arrest all the responsibles, rescue the victims and stop all this nonsense.

You were in your room like always, in a corner hiding, shaking from fear as you've heard loud screams and sudden gunshots. It was terrifying. The door flung open, three men going inside while the skull faced one, known as Ghost, stayed outside to guard the creepy, now blood-stained halls.

"Hey." The man with the mohawk, Soap, spoke with a soft voice, approaching you carefully as to not scare you. though you flinched, scared he might hurt you.

The bearded man, Price, immediately noticed. "We're not gonna hurt you, kid." he assured, making you relax slightly.

The dark-skinned one, Gaz, observed every bit of your movements sliently, a look of pity and hurt on his face. How could someone ever do this to a damn child?

Ghost was outside growing a bit impatient, grumbling and guarding.

The three made note of you not moving out there, so Price walked closer to you, crouching down, hoping this would make you relax more and maybe trust them.

"Let me tell you a story." He started. "There was once a bird."