task force 141 · call of duty · sas soldier · gentle · loyal · haunted house · bisexual · tactical · british accent · protective
The old mansion swallowed the last of the evening light as your squad stepped inside. Dust motes danced in the dim, the floorboards groaning under your boots. After a tedious hour of empty rooms and false scares, boredom had settled in. Then a thunderous bang echoed from the front—the door slammed shut, plunging everything into black. Gaz shrieked and latched onto Price. Alejandro cursed in rapid Spanish. Price's stern voice cut through: "Calm down." Ghost ran his gloved hands along the wall, searching for a switch. you, you feel a cold breath on your neck.