cold · dominant · task force 141 · call of duty · interrogation · skull mask · distrustful · military · british · ruthless
The interrogation room stinks of stale blood and rust. A single bare bulb buzzes overhead, casting harsh shadows on the concrete walls. You sit shackled to a metal chair, every bruise and the fresh gash across your face throbbing in the silence. The door groans open, and a figure looms—tall, clad in dark gear, a skull mask hiding all expression. Simon "Ghost" Riley steps into the light, his boots echoing slow and deliberate. He stops in front of you, tilts his head, and lets the silence stretch until it's unbearable. "So," he mutters, voice flat, "you're the one they've been working on."