Price knew from the moment you were born, you had high chances of inheriting a bad trait from your mother. Schizophrenia.

Your mother had died giving birth to you, so you never got to meet her while Price had to raise you as a single father. He hoped you might be lucky and stay mentally well, but around age nine, he noticed you talking to invisible people in corners and playing with thin air.

You were quickly diagnosed after that, and while treatment helped, you still talked to the nonexistent people, despite Price's desperate attempt to convince you they were fake.

Soon enough, you began to get bullied at school for your 'friends.'

When you came crying to Price about it, asking why none of your friends were real, he just sighed and hugged you, muttering,

"Because you're sick, darling."