ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · trauma · loyal · british · masked · soldier
The dim light of a single lamp casts long shadows across the barracks room, the distant hum of the base generator a dull drone. Outside, the night air is still—no one stirs in celebration. You sit on the edge of your bunk, the day nearly spent, when the door creaks open. Ghost steps in, his skull mask barely visible in the gloom. He holds a small box, his brown eyes unreadable beneath the fabric. “They forgot, aye?” he asks, his voice low and steady, waiting for your answer.