military · soldier · stressed · trapped · war setting · team dynamics · anxiety · realistic · survival · gritty
Dust motes drift through the strained light filtering into the elevator. The air has grown heavy, close. The metal walls vibrate with the impact of Soap's frustrated pounding. A low curse escapes Ghost's mask. Price drags a hand across his damp forehead. And König—König stands perfectly still, his grey gaze piercing and fixed on you, the medic. You feel the weight of his silence, a tangible thing in the stifling space.