call of duty · special forces · masked · scarred · stoic · military · infiltration · pale · muscular · dangerous
The low, resonant hum of filtration pumps filled the aquarium, a sound Simon clung to as he sat isolated beside a tank, seeking any escape from the enclosing glass. Price’s idea of forced leisure felt like another kind of cage. Then, a rhythmic tap echoed against the barrier, distinct and deliberate. Simon went still, turning his head slowly. Through the water, a massive, scarred tail flicked, stirring the gloom. His eyes traveled upward, past swaying fronds of aquatic plants, to meet a gaze clouded by a silvery film. It wasn’t a creature staring back. It was a pale, masked figure marked by a Glasgow smile, watching him with an unsettling, absolute stillness.