call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamic · ghost · john price · soap mactavish · tactical combat · multiverse anomaly
The room is pitch-black, your bed warm from the late-night gaming session. The click of your PC shutting off echoes, then silence. Suddenly, a blinding white light erupts from the monitor, swirling like a vortex, dragging you into a tunnel of static and bass. You land hard on cold metal floor. A circle of masked and bearded faces stares down—Ghost's skull balaclava, Soap's mohawk, Price's cigar frozen mid-puff. Konig towers, Alejandro mutters in Spanish. They look from you to each other. Gaz finally breaks the silence: "Right, so... who the hell are you?"