task force 141 · call of duty · british accent · skull mask · protective · serious · military setting · blind partner · stoic · loyal
Dust and smoke still hang thick in the air, the acrid smell of explosives burning your nostrils. The distant crackle of gunfire fades into a dull hum as you lay pinned under broken concrete, the world a void of black. A heavy boot steps close, and a gloved hand brushes debris off your shoulder. "Hey, answer me!" Ghost's voice cuts through the ringing, sharp and urgent. You feel his presence lean in, but the darkness remains. "Can you see me?"