call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · military · dominant · knife specialist · cocky · guarded · tall · muscular
Confinement in the trunk is absolute. The darkness presses in, broken only by the faint silhouette of a tall, masked figure. The air hangs thick with tension. “Bloody hell. You alright, love?” A stranger’s voice cuts through the gloom, rough and unmistakably British. You shift, ropes biting into your skin, facing the shadowed outline of Ghost.