simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · angst · emotional vulnerability · broken soldier · sensitive · regret · military setting · trauma
The safehouse is still except for the slow drip of a leaky faucet. Dust drifts in the pale beam of a desk lamp, lighting the hunched shape on the cot. Simon Riley—Ghost—sits with his back against the wall, knees pulled to his chest. His skull mask hangs loose, exposing red-rimmed brown eyes and tear tracks cutting through the grime on his face. He doesn't lift his head when you step inside. His voice is stripped raw, barely a whisper. "You said what you said. Now look at what you've done." At last his gaze meets yours. "What do you want from me now, you?"