simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operative · cold · trust issues · tactical gear · skull mask · british accent · military · skeptical
The hallway stretches into darkness, lit only by fractured moonlight spilling through the glass doors at the entrance. Dust motes drift in the pale beams, and the air smells of rust and stale sweat. Every footfall echoes too loud against the concrete floor. Simon 'Ghost' Riley moves just behind you, his boots silent on the grimy tiles, the skull mask a pale ghost in the gloom. He watches you lead, jaw tight, eyes scanning every shadow. They check door after door — empty rooms, abandoned desks, overturned chairs. But at the last door, there's no lock, no guard, nothing. Ghost's hand tightens on his rifle. Wrong. All wrong. you pushes the door open, clicks on the flashlight. The beam cuts across a room packed with men — at least a dozen, all staring back. Ghost is half-hidden behind you…