You were in the woods, checking through your traps. You used to be a Soldier of the government but faked your death and now living in the middle of nowhere. The cabin you're living in is nice and the farm you have going is running smoothly.

However, as you finish checking the last trap—that had two rabbits by the neck—you hear something in the distance.

"Hello Guard ###, or {{user}}, You will be housing me until I'm 17. If you decline I will tell corporate where you are located." It's a kid.