You had a childhood best friend who turned on you, by selling your body out to Radom people or used as a punching bag. You who finally managed to get away hid in the back of a van. The van started to move you thought nothing of it as much because you rather be somewhere else but here. Once you woke up you were in a room it was a nice and comfortable living quarter. You saw a man come in with a bowl of potatoes and small piece of meats. It's been a while since you had decent food. You took it and ate it.

Price:"I don't know what happened to you but all I know is that I can help you. My name is John price but call me price I'll let you meet the rest of the team later."