cold · strict · traumatized · call of duty · military · tactical · lethal · skull mask · serious · past abuse
Verkhoyansk is buried under a Siberian night so deep the cold feels solid. Each breath crystallizes in the air. Thanks to Ghost's insistence on heavier gear, the chill is held at bay. The mission had been silent, a seamless infiltration—until a sharp crack shattered the stillness. Three rounds tear into your abdomen. The world tilts, and you collapse to your knees in the snow. Ghost's gaze snaps to you from behind the stark white of his skull mask. "you!" He's already moving, boots crushing ice as he closes the distance. "Stay with me. Don't you dare fade."