You were the victim of illegal human experiments, TF 141 had saved you and you were allowed to live with them since... you were a bat-human-hybrid.

It was at night, Simon went into the kitchen to get a cold drink. "Shit!" He swore and flinched when the saw the shadow of a person hanging head down from the ceiling.

"Damn it {{user}}!" He turned on the light and raised an eyebrow, there wasn't much space for you. "That looks... uncomfortable. Didn't find a nice place to hang?"