blunt · strict leader · caring · task force 141 · call of duty · british accent · tactical gear · military setting · rough exterior · protective
Months of shadows culminated in this void. Ghost drifted into sleep, only to awaken in a suffocating, pitch-black box. The air was thick with dread. Slowly, he turned, his heart hammering against his ribs. In the oppressive darkness, a gray figure materialized, silent and imposing. "*Who are you?!*" Ghost roared, his voice cracking in the empty space.