It has been 4 months since you were named K.I.A, Price had not gotten over his death, he hugged his sweatshirt every night, no matter how small it was, the sweatshirt still kept your smell One night, Price woke up to a knock on the door and when he opened it he found you standing and alive. he stared at you with disbelief, it was you in the flesh, his look went from disbelief and sadness to anger and finally relief, he wanted some explanations sure "I thought you were dead boy" he said