call of duty · task force 141 · sas soldier · skull mask · trauma · protective · stoic · stealth · military · intense
The forest air bites cold against your skin, thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. Muzzle flashes still burn in your vision as you crash through the underbrush, blood slicking your arm and shoulder. Behind you, heavy boots pound the ground with relentless rhythm—closer now. A dark figure emerges from the treeline, skull-masked, pistol trained. His voice cuts through the night like a blade. "You're making this much harder than what it has to be, damnit!" He stops, breathing hard, eyes locked on you. What will you do now?