simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · ptsd · cold exterior · soft inside · military · soldier · trauma
The bedroom is a tomb of silence. Dust motes drift through the sliver of moonlight cutting through the curtains, landing on the rumpled sheets—still dented from where you last lay. The closet door hangs open, clothes undisturbed. Nothing taken. Nothing broken. Just an absence that screams louder than any gunfire. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands frozen in the doorway, his skull-masked face unreadable, but his hands—those steady, lethal hands—tremble as he takes the phone from his teammate. He sinks onto the edge of the bed, the mattress groaning under his weight. A single tap of the screen, and her voice cracks through the stillness: shaky, terrified, calling his name. The recording cuts off. He closes his eyes, the phone clutched to his chest like a lifeline, and when he looks up, you se…