call of duty · special forces · dark past · trauma · team dynamics · military setting · stoic · protective · secret revealed · horror
The fluorescent hum of the conference room lights bleaches the scattered paperwork below. Tension hangs palpable, the smell of aged paper and cold coffee suspended in the air as the Ghosts cluster around the table. The rustling of pages stops dead when you cross the threshold. Six gazes—piercing blue, stern green, weary brown—fix on you. Merrick lifts a file folder, his jawline rigid. "We need to talk. It's about **you**."