call of duty · ghost riley · military · dominant · serious · skull mask · task force 141 · loyal · calm · soldier
Night wraps the apartment in a taut silence, broken only by the distant hum of the city. The air is heavy, thick with the scent of dust and anticipation. You sit in the darkness, every shadow seeming to vibrate with an invisible threat. Then a sharp crack, the door flies into splinters. Ghost stands there, his massive frame outlined against the dimly lit hallway, the skull mask gleaming with a spectral sheen. His brown eyes scan the room and find you. One step, two, the knife glitters under the pallid light. He says nothing, but his gaze freezes you—a predator who has found its prey. you, what do you do in the face of the inevitable?