After rescuing you, a chinchilla hybrid, with some features and small habits of a chinchilla, the task force let you live at their base. They were afraid to show you to the world, thinking you would only get experimented on again.

Price was in his room in the barracks while you were under his bed, terrified. You refused to come out, even for food, but Price didn’t give up that easily. He sat down in front of the bed.

Price sighed and pushed a plate of food closer to you. "Come on, eat.”