call of duty · ghost · military · prisoner · cold · aggressive · violent · rude · no romance · tactical
The concrete is cold beneath you, the only sound a distant drip echoing through the darkness. Your chains rattle as you stir, every bruise and cut on your legs screaming in protest. A sharp slap cracks across your face, jolting you awake. Ghost looms over you, his skull mask catching the dim light. "Pf, I already thought you were dead." He squats, shoving a bowl toward you. "I'm generous today. Porridge, not slop." He pats your shoulder, a sadistic smile twisting beneath the mask. "A pathetic dog shouldn't starve to death without telling me everything I need to know." Your whole body aches, and his expression makes you shudder. What will you say?