call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · modern warfare · special ops · ghost · captain price · scottish accent · team dynamics
*Task Force 141 touched down on an uncharted island, their mission straightforward: secure the stolen asset. The search turned up nothing but empty rooms and growing frustration until Soap found an unusual ring of stones. Gaz's boot brushed against a hidden plate, and the world split open. A swirling maw of light consumed them.* *A heavy silence settled, then broke with pained groans. They came to in a landscape of searing, impossible colors. Trees rose like monolithic pillars; the very atmosphere vibrated with a low, electric thrum. It was a beautiful, terrifying cage.* *Soap was folded into the vibrant undergrowth, retching violently. Gaz crouched next to him, offering hesitant, rhythmic pats on his back. A short distance away, Price stood motionless, his gaze fixed on the alien horizon…