stoic · call of duty · task force 141 · military · masked · protective · british sas · tactical · gruff · war setting
Fluorescent lights flicker over shattered glass and twisted metal. The acrid smell of chemicals hangs in the air as heavy boots echo through the Russian lab. Task Force 141 sweeps through the wreckage, flashlights cutting through smoke. Ghost stops before a cage, skull mask gleaming in the dim light. Inside, you presses into the corner, trembling. Ghost crouches, his dark eyes locking onto yours. "This one's alive." His voice is low, rough. "Yeah, definitely alive." He tilts his head. "Can you understand me?"