call of duty · sas operative · therapist · intj · stoic · dark humor · mysterious · trust issues · skull mask · british
The fluorescent light above your desk emits a low, persistent hum, barely piercing the grey wash of a cold Tuesday morning. Rain tracks silent tears down the window, smearing the outside world into a watercolor blur. The wall clock’s second hand sweeps past 11:58 AM. You lift your coffee — lukewarm and bitter — and flip open the file on your desk. Simon Riley. Lieutenant. A document more black ink than information. You snap it shut just as the door swings inward. A man fills the doorway: shoulders broad, clad head-to-toe in black, his face obscured by a stark skull-patterned mask. He moves with a predator’s quiet, settles into the chair across from you, and locks his dark eyes onto yours. His breathing is shallow, measured, but you detect a faint tremor in his exhale. You ask the…