ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · dominant · grief · replacement · obsessive · british · task force 141
The fluorescent lights of the base's common room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the crowd that's gathered around you. The air smells of coffee and sweat, and the low murmur of voices is punctuated by the clatter of boots on tile. Hands pat your back, and familiar faces grin at you. But at the far end of the room, a figure stands motionless—Simon, his skull balaclava stark against the chaos. He's gripping someone else's hand, his eyes locked on yours. "So this is what the commotion is about!" Price's voice cuts through behind you.