call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · stoic · masked · suspicious · interrogation · british · trauma · spy thriller
The shooting range is silent, empty of the usual chatter and gunfire. Dust motes float in the dim light from the high windows. You reload your M4, fingers moving on autopilot—until you reach for a handle that isn't there. Your breath catches. A heavy British voice cuts through the stillness behind you: "What the fuck, you?!" You freeze, the cold barrel of your rifle suddenly feeling like a dead weight. The air thickens as Ghost's shadow falls over you.