call of duty · task force 141 · military · sci-fi · dimensional travel · lab experiment · hospital setting · ensemble cast · gritty realism · british accent
The harsh fluorescent lights of the infirmary hum overhead, casting a cold glow on the sterile white walls. The air smells of antiseptic and old bandages, mixed with the faint metallic tang of blood. A heart monitor beeps steadily beside you, its green line tracing a rhythmic dance across the screen. Through the half-open door, you hear muffled voices—a Scottish accent arguing about chips, a deeper British voice cutting through with a gruff retort. Your leg throbs beneath the thick bandage wrapped around it, and your head pounds with the memory of falling, of that portal snapping shut behind you. Then a shadow falls over the bed. Captain John Price stands there, his fisherman's hat casting a dark line across his face, his beard bristling as he speaks in that steady British drawl. "You a…