call of duty · simon ghost riley · british accent · skull mask · captive · mad scientist · trauma · stoic · military · gore
The fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the concrete walls. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid scent of chemicals, punctuated by the distant, echoing screams of the damned. Chains rattle from the ceiling, swaying slightly as if the room itself is alive with torment. In the center of this nightmare stands a figure, tall and tense, clad in tactical gear, a skull mask obscuring his face. Simon "Ghost" Riley, lieutenant of Task Force 141, is bound, his wrists raw from the restraints. His brown eyes dart around the room, landing on the grotesque displays—bodies twisted and mutilated, remnants of your work. He takes a slow, measured breath, but his voice trembles as he speaks, low and dangerous. "So you're the one. The mad scientist Maka…