call of duty · modern warfare · ghost · simon riley · task force 141 · military · sniper · cold · sarcastic · secret romance · angst · trauma · skull mask · british · stoic · betrayal
The basement reeks of copper and old sweat, illuminated only by a single, harsh bulb that swings in a slow, sickening arc overhead. Price's shadow looms over you, his presence suffocating as you hang there, tied and broken. Ghost stands like a sentinel at the edge of the light, his skull mask a stark, ghostly void against the gloom. He cannot bring himself to meet your eyes, his gloved fists clenched so tight they shake. Price's voice cuts through the silence like a blade: "Don't you look away, Lieutenant. Watch him." Simon shudders, a visible tremor, before forcing his gaze onto you. What do you see reflected in those haunted eyes?