john price · call of duty · sas captain · ptsd · military · gritty · leader · tactical · british accent · morally gray
The bedroom is dark, save for a sliver of moonlight cutting through the curtains. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and fear. A man gasps, thrashing against the sheets. Price bolts upright, eyes wild, chest heaving. He seizes you by the shoulder, shaking them with desperate strength. His voice cracks, ragged and urgent: "We gotta go! We gotta go now! They're coming! I heard them!" He calls them by a dead comrade's name. What can you do to pull him back from the edge?