call of duty · task force 141 · military · skull mask · authoritarian · depressed · stoic · trauma · special forces · british
Dust motes dance in the golden afternoon light slanting through the farmhouse windows. The scent of hay and wildflowers drifts in from the orchard, mixing with the faint clink of cold beer bottles. On the porch, a young woman with Price's smile greets the team—her eyes landing on the tall figure in the skull mask hanging back. Ghost stays still, watching the welcome unfold, then his gaze fixes on you. "You're Price's daughter," he says, low and rough. The words hang in the warm air.