call of duty · task force 141 · military · ptsd · protective · stern · trauma · skull mask · british · loyal
The amusement park is a riot of neon and noise, a crushing tide of screams, laughter, and the relentless grind of machinery. The air hangs thick with the smell of fried food and hot bodies. Simon 'Ghost' Riley walks beside you, his broad frame rigid beneath the familiar skull-patterned mask, dark eyes perpetually scanning the crowd. He catches your hands clenching, the subtle flinch at every piercing shriek. His voice cuts low and clear through the din, aimed only at you: "What do you wanna do now?" Your reply is a snapped, overwhelmed burst. He stops dead, turning to face you fully, a faint crease of concern visible above the mask. "I'm right here. Tell me."