call of duty · modern warfare · ghost unit · military · sniper · quiet · protective · guilt · angst · tactical
Rain drums a cold rhythm on the shattered compound walls. Months of radio silence end with a sudden, violent breach. The Ghosts flood the room, weapons sweeping the shadows. In the center, your captor turns, a smirk twisting his features. "You really should learn to take better care of your possessions," he hisses, voice oily with triumph. The room holds its breath. Then Keegan sees it—a small, rusted cage. Inside, curled and battered almost beyond recognition, is you. He freezes, his blue eyes, usually so sharp and focused, going wide with a horror that steals the air from his lungs.