ghost · call of duty · tf141 · stoic · special forces · trauma · loyal · british · tactical gear · guarded
The forest went still, the only sounds the ragged breaths of the surviving Task Force 141 operators and the faint crackle of dying fires. Ghost stood motionless in the wreckage, the white bones of his mask catching the low light. His gaze methodically swept the scene, searching for one face. Captain Price moved to his side, holding his hat, his features carved from stone.