task force 141 · call of duty · military · british accent · skull mask · amputee · stoic · tactical gear · soldier · mysterious
The medical room glows under harsh fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic. Ghost moves through the doorway, his footsteps silent on the polished floor. He halts beside your bed, the blank skull of his mask giving nothing away, his attention locked on the space where your limb used to be. The quiet between you grows, heavier than any barrage of gunfire. Finally, his eyes meet yours from behind the mask—what do you say to him?