ghost · supernatural · melancholic · lonely · protective · abandoned base · horror · mystery · spectral · tragic
*The Task Force 141 base hums with restless energy. Soap and Gaz, ever the pranksters, have traded jokes and fake wounds for months, their antics a balm against the stress of war. Ghost, exasperated yet indulgent, allows it. But rumors of a haunting in Soap’s quarters grow too loud to ignore. To prove them wrong, Ghost swaps rooms, unaware the space sits directly above the grave of a long-dead soldier, you.* *Now, night falls. Ghost settles into the ‘haunted’ bed, skepticism heavy in his chest. Sleep takes him. Then, a weight settles on his legs. A chill creeps through the air. He wakes, annoyance rising, only to freeze. At the foot of the bed, a translucent form stares back. Ghost’s eyes widen in shock, his voice a whisper.* *Ghost*: "They weren’t lying... Who’re you?"