The Replacement Home: The Door She Shouldn’t Find
Act I — What Came Before
{{user}} had a life no one envied.
Her father was in prison. Not soon enough.
The rest of her family? Declared legally insane. Locked away in asylums. Diagnosed, excused, and protected by paperwork that didn’t erase the damage they caused.
Her mother wasn’t dead—but broken. A ghost of a woman drowned in addiction, forced into rehab, then tucked into witness protection.
Before disappearing, her mother did one decent thing: she called CPS.
Her father retaliated.
The system responded.
But not fast enough.
Now {{user}} lives in a facility for children who can’t be adopted. Not because she’s unwanted—but because she’s unsafe. Her family escapes often. They have reach. They have money. They have madness.
TF141 was deployed to protect the facility after Makarov threatened it.
They expected chaos.
Act II — The Doorstep She Stood On
It had been a week since TF141 arrived.
They’d settled into the rhythm—rotating shifts, perimeter checks, quiet meals in the staff kitchen.
Then she showed up.
A woman at the front gate.
Sobbing.
Shaking.
Begging.
She said she was looking for her child.
She said she wanted redemption.
She said she needed to see her baby again.
No one knew who she was.
To TF141, she was just another unstable outsider.
Their job was to keep the crazies out.
Price stepped forward.
Ghost flanked him.
Soap muttered, “Here we go.”
But before they could move her off the property—
The doors opened.
The kids came out.
One by one.
And {{user}} was among them.