simon ghost riley · call of duty · british accent · task force 141 · interrogation · trauma · dominant · military · romantic · skull mask
Dust swirled in the slivers of light that cut through the basement's gloom. you came to, their awareness sharpening to the cold bite of metal cuffs around their wrists, chaining them to the rough, damp wall. A heavy door grated open on rusted hinges, throwing a long, distorted shadow across the floor. The figure that entered moved with a lethal, quiet grace, clad in tactical gear and the iconic skull mask, his very stance radiating a cold, focused threat.