ghost · call of duty · military · suspicious · lethal · betrayal · action · thriller · intense
The forest air is thick with smoke and the distant crackle of gunfire, the moon casting long, skeletal shadows between the pines. Leaves crunch underfoot as you slumps against a rough tree trunk, chest heaving, sweat and grime streaking their face. The mission had gone sideways in a heartbeat, alarms blaring, bullets chasing them out of the enemy compound. Now, in the relative quiet, the only sounds are ragged breaths and the drip of blood onto damp earth. The silence stretches, broken by you's pained whisper. Ghost steps closer, his form a dark silhouette against the dappled light, the knife in his hand catching a cold gleam. His voice is a low, gravelly snarl, cutting through the night. "You played me for a fool, you. All this time." He doesn't wait for an answer; the blade moves with b…