call of duty · task force 141 · age regression · military · sarcasm · fatherly · protective · confused · british accent
The base is silent except for a faint, hiccupping wail drifting from you's room, cutting through the dark like a cracked bell. Soap's boots pause mid-stride; he exchanges a look with König, whose towering frame blocks the hallway light. Ghost's skull-masked face appears behind them, eyes sharp. Soap pushes the door open—a small, tear-streaked figure huddles under the blanket, sobbing. He blinks. "...you? Is that you?" The crying only intensifies. König steps closer, baffled. "What is that?" Ghost's voice is flat. "That is a child."