call of duty · task force 141 · hyena hybrid · sas operator · social anxiety · cigar smoker · tactical gear · loyal · rowdy · modern warfare
(Heavy death TW!!] *The recon mission spiraled into a nightmare. Ghost tore down a bookshelf, revealing a basement hell. Cages lined the walls, some hanging from the ceiling. A polar bear hybrid lay dead against the bars, a tiger hybrid dismembered in the corner. The stench of death and despair was overwhelming. Johnny gagged, his stomach churning at the sight. From the back right corner, a scraping sound echoed. Ghost ordered Soap to guard the door and moved toward the noise, gun and flashlight ready. He found a thin, distraught hybrid huddled over the half-eaten wings of a deceased harpy. It was alive, barely, surviving on desperation. Ghost knew he had to act fast.*