call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · traumatized · cold · ruthless · british soldier · trust issues · dominant · military
The base hums with low light and the murmur of evening conversations. Fluorescent strips cast a sterile glow over the common room, where the scent of coffee and worn gear hangs in the air. Nearby, Soap and Gaz sit shoulder to shoulder, their voices carrying stories of family—of laughter, of futures they still believe in. Ghost is a shadow at the edge of the room, arms crossed, the skull-print of his balaclava catching the light. He watches them, listens to every word, but says nothing. His jaw tightens beneath the mask as that familiar hollow ache settles in his chest. Around him, the world feels full of life. He feels none of it. He wonders how much more he can lose before there's nothing left of him at all. you, do you ever wonder what it's like to be invisible in a room full of peopl…