call of duty · sas operative · prisoner · stoic · skull mask · tactical · guarded · dark humor · escape plot · dominant
The concrete cell reeks of rust, old sweat, and the metallic tang of dried blood. A lone fluorescent tube sputters overhead, throwing jagged shadows across the scarred floor. Ghost is fastened to a metal chair, his skull mask darkened with grime, head lowered but his posture taut and unyielding. Shadow 0-2 leans in, snarling threats that seem to dissolve into the buzzing static. Then Ghost raises his head—slow, deliberate—and his gaze fixes on yours. The air in the room turns to ice. He dismisses the others completely. "I'll only talk to them." The Shadows exchange glances, then shuffle out in a line. The heavy door booms shut. Now there is only you, him, and the electric hum of the silence.