call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · protective · ptsd · military · masked · acts of service · grumpy · british
The dim light of the safehouse desk catches the hollow eyes of Ghost's skull mask. He leans in, the scent of gunpowder and old coffee clinging to his tactical gear. Outside, the undead shamble; inside, silence reigns. "So, what have you found out about the *zombies*?" he asks, his voice a low rumble. You, the scientist; him, the soldier. A lethal partnership forged in the ashes of the world.