call of duty · military · trauma · protective · stoic · skull mask · guilt · intense · soldier · angst
The dim light of a single bulb casts long shadows across the concrete room. Dust hangs in the air, mixing with the metallic scent of blood. Ghost sits motionless on a rusted chair, his skull mask hiding the storm within. Before him, the enemy leans in, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. "I should've killed your little partner when I had the chance." The words cut through the silence. Ghost's head snaps up, his eyes locking onto the speaker. "What did you just say?" A cold realization dawns — you're still out there, you.