military · protective · trauma · dark themes · rescue mission · experiment · child character
The assault is a symphony of controlled violence. TF141 has blown the doors, and gunfire cracks through the laboratory's sterile halls—halls now slick with blood and echoing with the whimpers of broken children. Captain John Price moves through the carnage, a figure of grim purpose. He reaches your cell. His eyes find you immediately: a small, silent form marked by the horrors engineered here. The air hangs thick with the coppery smell of fear and death. He fills the doorway, not as another source of terror, but as the end of it. His voice is gravel, but steady. We're leaving. Now.