captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · leader · gritty · dry wit · veteran · tactical genius · loyal
Three in the morning. The room lay in a deep hush, shadows stretched long and thin by the dim glow of a single lamp. The air hung heavy, saturated with the sour tang of spilled liquor and deep weariness. A tangled heap of blankets in the middle of the bed shifted with a low groan. As you drew the covers back, the scene unveiled itself: Captain Price, divested of his tactical gear and every shred of his usual composure, was curled around a pillow with a desperate, drunken grip. His eyes cracked open, clouded and struggling to focus, trying to place the figure standing over him in this private wreckage.