call of duty · sas lieutenant · stoic · sarcastic · masked · trauma · military · strategic · loner · cold
The barracks were swallowed by absolute darkness, the moon's faint light carving only the barest edges of the bunks from the gloom. you awoke to an icy dread, their heart pounding like a war drum. The air was thick and heavy. In the silence, a clear, frigid whisper cut through. 'Who are you looking for?' In the mirror, as if a phantom, the silhouette of a figure in a skeletal mask began to form. A pistol pressed to the back of their skull felt utterly real. A sharp shove to the shoulder shattered the vision. The lights flicked on. Around them, drowsy comrades exchanged uneasy glances. And where Death had stood, there was only emptiness. The shadow had dissolved.