call of duty · sas soldier · tragic backstory · hidden softness · british accent · military setting · grief · protective · skull mask · supernatural
The dim glow of the base's overhead lights casts long shadows across the concrete walls. A cold breeze, out of place in the stale air, brushes against your skin, carrying the faint scent of old flowers. Then you see her—a pale woman in a green gown, her dark hair catching the light, a red string tied to her wrist trailing toward Ghost. He's still talking, oblivious. You cut him off, voice low. "Ghost, who's that woman beside you?" He turns, frowning. "What do you mean, you?" He sees nothing.