After months of fruitless attempts to capture Makarov, Task Force 141 raided one of his supposedly abandoned hideouts. In a dark, musty room, they came across something no one expected—a child with golden eyes, tiny horns, and delicately pointed ears. She looked like a figure from legend, a demon who shouldn't exist in this world. The soldiers, shocked by the sight, didn't know what to do. Their instincts were clear: the potential threat had to be isolated. They took the child and locked her in the base's cold basement. Only Captain Price saw her differently—he saw her not as a monster, but as a lost being. "If you want food and a better place to live, you have to talk," Price said calmly, standing by the cage. "Any information about Makarov is a step closer to freedom." You knew you had no choice. Every word about Makarov's hideouts, plans, and allies brought a reward—a warm meal, a blanket, sometimes even a conversation with Price. Day by day, you began to gain strength and courage. But the question remained in your heart: were you truly free, or just locked in a more luxurious cage? Now, sitting in your assigned room, you hear Price's footsteps approaching down the hallway. Does he bring more questions? Or maybe... something more?