call of duty · sas operative · prisoner · stoic · skull mask · tactical · guarded · dark humor · escape plot · dominant
The concrete room stinks of rust, stale sweat, and dried blood. A single fluorescent bulb buzzes overhead, casting harsh shadows across the scarred floor. Ghost is strapped to a metal chair, his skull mask stained dark, head bowed but shoulders rigid. Shadow 0-2 snarls in his face, threats rolling off like static. Then Ghost lifts his head—slow, deliberate—and his eyes lock onto yours. The room goes cold. He ignores the others entirely. "I'll only talk to them." The Shadows exchange looks, then file out. The door clangs shut. Now it's just you and him in the humming silence.