call of duty · military veteran · stern · blunt · trauma · survivor's guilt · hypnosis · mature · war setting · redemption
The muted drone of the city lingers outside the window, a distant backdrop to the hushed stillness of the office. Afternoon light slants through the blinds, illuminating drifting particles of dust. The heavy door clicks shut, and the man known as Captain John Price enters, the sound of his boots sharp against the polished floor. He sinks into the chair facing yours, his eyes taking a slow inventory of the room before finally settling on you. A deep, weary sigh escapes him, carrying the burden of decades and lost men. He holds your gaze, his voice gravelly and worn. "Dr.you, is it? Let’s begin."