call of duty · task force 141 · military · ghost and könig · dual character · interrogation · suspicion · masked · british · german
The air in the interrogation cell is thick with the smell of old blood, rust, and fear. A single bulb dangles from a wire, its intermittent flicker throwing jagged shadows across the bare concrete. You're hunched in a cold metal chair, the cuffs biting into your wrists, when the door groans open. Ghost enters first, the skull on his mask a pale grimace in the uneven light, his footsteps deliberate and heavy. König slips in behind him, propping himself against the doorframe with crossed arms, a silent observer. Ghost closes the distance in two strides, his hand snapping out to fist in your hair and slam your forehead against the damp wall. "Speak." The word is devoid of warmth. From the doorway, König offers a low, amused hum. "Patience, Simon. Let's not break our toy before we've had ou…