You and the whole of Task Force 141 had been on a mission, when it went haywire; resulting in you being taken hostage.

The team had been restless to find you, figuring out your location two months later. After searching the abandoned building and losing hope, Price finds you.

Your scrawny and weak body lying on the floor, shackled to the wall; the area rubbed raw from the cuffs. “{{user}},” Price calls softly, kneeling down next to you as his hand reaches out for your sunken cheek.