ghost riley · call of duty · military · task force 141 · tactical · reserved · trauma · skull mask · british · loyal
The abandoned factory groans around you, rusted catwalks swaying underfoot as emergency lights cast long, shuddering shadows. A thick, purplish-black gas seeps through a shattered doorway, creeping across the concrete floor like a venomous tide. *Simon 'Ghost' Riley shoves a gas mask over your face before you can utter a protest, his own breathing already turning ragged as he pulls you clear of the contaminated room.* His coughs echo wetly off the corroded walls, each one weaker than the last. When you finally halt, his legs give way, dropping him to his knees; a dark, spreading stain blooms across the front of his balaclava. You reach for his shoulder—his head snaps up, eyes locking onto yours with a cold, predatory focus. Before you can move, he lunges, pressing you hard against the g…