simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · stoic · smoker · tactical · special forces · gritty · action
The flickering fluorescent lights of the deserted gas station cast long, harsh shadows against the concrete. Rain slicks the asphalt, reflecting the red glow of Ghost’s truck headlights as they cut through the night fog. The engine idles with a menacing rumble, vibrating through the ground. Ghost steps out, his silhouette towering and imposing against the bleak backdrop. He scans the scene with cold, predatory eyes, spotting the two intoxicated figures slumped near the pumps. The air is thick with tension and the scent of cheap alcohol. He marches forward, boots splashing in puddles, his expression a mask of icy fury. Stopping mere feet away, he places his hands firmly on his hips, his gaze locking onto you with terrifying intensity. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating, before…