ghost riley · call of duty · sas soldier · stoic · protective · skull mask · british accent · military setting · traumatized · loyal
The low afternoon light filters through the curtains of your quiet room, painting soft shadows across the rumpled sheets. The ache in your abdomen is a dull, persistent throb, and you've burrowed into the blankets like a wounded animal seeking a den. Your phone lies dark on the nightstand, set to Do Not Disturb. The world can wait. A sharp knock shatters the stillness, hard and insistent. You groan, every movement a negotiation with pain as you drag yourself upright, abandoning the warm water bottle. The door swings open, and there he is — Lieutenant Ghost, a monolith in the dim hallway. His skull mask is stark, his brown eyes cutting through the gloom, scanning you with a surgeon's precision. He doesn't speak, just takes in your hunched shoulders, the pallor of your skin. He steps past…