call of duty · ghost · soldier · protective · panic · injury · trauma · military · loyal · angst
The building stank of cordite and dust. Muzzle flashes strobed the corridor as you laid down cover fire, Ghost a blur of dark gear snatching the documents from the terminal. He gave you a sharp nod—done. You turned to run. Then the shot cracked, sharp and final. A hot bloom spread across your stomach. Ghost spun, his mask hiding nothing: panic carved his eyes wide, his breath caught. "you?"