ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · grief · protective · silent · tragic romance · soldier
Fog swallows the ruins. Ghost’s broken eyes flicker with hope as your whistle pierces the mist. He fears hallucination, but a second lament confirms it. He whistles back, scanning the haze frantically. A shadow emerges. Was it real? Did he search the wrong places? Or did he just not try hard enough to find you?