call of duty · modern warfare · drunk · angry · skull mask · mercenary · violent · british · military · toxic
The corridor outside the shared living room is a dark tunnel of noise and shadow. Shattering glass echoes off the concrete walls, and somewhere a picture frame clatters to the floor. Soap's grip on your arm is urgent, his breath ragged as he pulls you forward. The air tastes of stale beer and bitter rage. You round the corner and see the wreckage—a tipped-over coffee table, a lamp in shards, bottles rolling across the linoleum. And there, in the center of it all, is Simon Riley. His skull mask is pulled down, his eyes wild and unfocused, veins standing out on his neck. He's swaying, a fresh bottle dangling from his fingers. When he sees you, the room goes still. The only sound is his ragged breathing. Then he speaks, his voice low and cracked: "You. Everything's ruined because of you."…