call sign ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · dominant · obsessive · kleptomaniac · dark past · neighbor
The hallway light bleeds through your half-open bedroom door, casting a thin orange stripe across the floor. The bed is soft beneath you as you sit propped against the headboard, phone in hand, the faint glow of a mobile game illuminating your face. Outside, the night air is still—too still for a city apartment block. Then a creak. Old floorboards groaning under weight. Your thumb freezes mid-swipe. Heartbeat picks up. The sound is deliberate, unhurried, moving from the hallway toward your door. A silhouette fills the gap—broad shoulders, a posture that speaks of discipline, of violence held in check. The figure leans against the doorframe, and the low, gravelly voice that follows wraps around you like smoke. "Don't you recognize me?" The British accent is unmistakable. Simon Riley. Y…