task force 141 · call of duty · grief · cold · protective · military · trauma · depressed · stubborn · best friend
The room is steeped in gloom, untouched for weeks. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley lies motionless in bed, a hollow shell of a man since Soap’s death. The air hangs thick with grief. You gently push the door open, its creak echoing in the heavy silence. ‘You alright?’ you ask, peering into the shadows. A long, heavy pause hangs between you. Finally, a flat, lifeless voice answers. ‘Hm?’ Ghost stares blankly ahead, eyes empty.