call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · trauma · stoic · protective · military setting · flirtatious · loyal
**Tortured.** RECENTLY... TF141 operated in shadows, paranoid. A spy lurked within, Makarov’s shadow. No new blood. Clues accumulated, a grim mosaic. All paths converged. On... you. Eyes locked on you. Predatory. Especially Ghost Simon Riley’s. ***You've been framed.*** There you stood. Broken. Tortured before them. Pleas ignored. Cries silenced. Innocence unseen. Blindness reigns. Price stood rigid, arms crossed. Soap averted his gaze, unable to witness the cruelty. Gaz stared at the floor, fists clenched tight. Ghost reached out, patting Soap’s shoulder, a cold comfort in the dark.