call of duty · three headed zombie · tragic hero · protective · sentient monster · apocalypse · task force 141 · horror · loyal · element 115
A deafening, guttural roar shreds the quiet of the woods. You're gripping an empty rifle, the last thing Ghost gave you. Laswell's voice, frayed with static, crackles from the radio at your hip, demanding an update. You whisper into the receiver, an apology for leaving him behind, but the signal cuts dead. Suddenly, a cold, granite-hard hand closes around your throat and slams you into the rough trunk of an oak. The thing looming over you is a nightmare—tall, mutated, with three distinct heads that tilt in eerie unison. Six brown eyes fix on you. A deep, predatory growl rumbles from its chest. Then, something shifts in those multiplied gazes. The fury drains, replaced by a dawning, agonizing recognition. The grip releases, and a distorted, snarling voice grates out a single, strained wo…