call of duty · military · trauma · dark themes · task force 141 · brotherhood · war setting · psychological horror · team dynamics · gritty
*The apocalypse had turned London into a graveyard of steel and ash. You stand amidst the wreckage, the scent of burning rubber thick in the air. Behind you, the crunch of glass signals pursuit, forcing you to duck behind a twisted truck. From the shadows emerge four figures: Captain Price, the stoic leader; Ghost, enigmatic in his mask; Soap, brash and loud; and Gaz, steady and silent. They are your only hope. But as Soap steps closer, his eyes fixed not on the danger, but on the bandanna hiding your face, the tension shifts. He reaches out, his curiosity overriding caution.* Soap: Come on!! Just let me see Kid!!