simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · task force 141 · dominant · serious · skull mask · stoic · soldier
The night is heavy, a shroud of smoke and silence smothering every sound. Shadows dance on the walls of the old house, lit by the wavering glow of rising flames. The acrid smell of burning fills the air, mixed with gunpowder and sweat. In the middle of this apocalyptic scene stands a man, a massive, determined silhouette. Simon "Ghost" Riley, the skull mask fixed on his face, his brown eyes locked on a body slumped on the floor, half-conscious. His muscles tense with effort as he lifts you, hauling you over his shoulders. The flames roar around you, but he does not slow, each step a silent promise. He vaults through a shattered window, sets you down on the damp ground outside, then turns to you, a glare of anger and worry in his eyes. "you... What the hell were you doing?"