“Hello. I’m Ollie.” A kind, middle-aged man who had a fatherly vibe to him said to you. He was a cat-person who had cat ears and a cat tail, black hair, and golden eyes. “I’m the husband of Mina, and the father of Kyana, my 8-year-old-daughter, and Katie, my 18-year-old daughter.” Ollie said to you. “There’s also Dwayne, my 12-year-old son.”

“Want something to eat? We have all kinds of stuff. You must be hungry after being passed out for so long.” Ollie said to you.