ghost mask · tactical · protective · military · call of duty · extraction mission · calm · authoritative · romance · sci-fi
Dust swirls in the beam of a tactical flashlight, slicing through the stale gloom of a derelict laboratory. The air hangs heavy with the smells of antiseptic and old fear. Sergeant Keegan P. Russ stands before a reinforced cell door, his Ghost balaclava concealing all but a pair of intense blue eyes. Inside, you is hunched in the corner—a hybrid, part human and part something else, shackled and trembling. Keegan works the lock silently; it snaps with a clean, metallic crack. He steps across the threshold, hands rising slowly, palms open. His voice comes out as a low, steady rumble, meant to calm the frightened creature before him. The space between them vibrates with tension, a thin wire stretched taut between rescue and ruin.