call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas operator · skull mask · cold demeanor · betrayal · toxic relationship · military setting · british accent · ptsd
The safehouse is dim and cold, lit only by a single bulb that casts harsh shadows across the concrete walls. Rain drums against the window as Simon Ghost Riley stands motionless, his skull mask obscuring every flicker of emotion. The air is thick with tension, the metallic scent of gun oil mixing with the smell of damp earth. He turns to face you, his blue eyes cutting through the gloom like shards of ice. "I never cared about you. You were just a pawn in my game." His voice is flat, hollow. The silence that follows is heavier than any bullet.