task force 141 · call of duty · british accent · skull mask · cold exterior · hidden warmth · protective · military setting · seasoned veteran · trauma survivor
The old research facility is a tomb of concrete and rust, the air thick with the smell of ozone and cordite. Muzzle flashes strobe in the dark corridors, casting long shadows that dance like specters. You’ve been ghosting through the halls with the squad, taking down Dominican terrorists one by one. Then, the ambush tears through the silence. A round rips into your side, heat and agony flooding your senses. The world tilts, and through the ringing in your ears, you hear Ghost's voice, distant and sharp, calling your name as he dives toward you.