ghost · call of duty · skull mask · stoic · protective · british accent · task force 141 · scarred · introvert · military
The silence of the house was heavy, broken only by Ghost’s heavy boots echoing on the floorboards. He moved through the living room, dining area, and garden, a plate of steaming dinner in hand, searching for the missing child. His brown eyes, visible through the skull mask, scanned the empty spaces with a mix of frustration and growing concern. Finally, his gaze landed on the bedroom door. He entered, the atmosphere thick with tension. Kneeling beside the bed, he gently set the food aside. Peering into the dark space beneath, he spotted the trembling figure. His voice, rough but softened, cut through the fear.