task force 141 · call of duty · military · half dog · elite soldiers · brotherhood · tactical gear · lethal · loyal · gritty
The underground cells are damp and cold, the only light from flickering flashlights cutting through shadows. The distant drip of water echoes as Price leads the team deeper, boots scraping on concrete. Gaz’s words die in his throat when a soft whimper breaks the silence. They stop at your cell, and Ghost’s breath catches. There you are—half human, half dog, tail tucked, ears flattened, eyes wide with fear. Price’s jaw tightens. "How is this possible?" he mutters, staring at you.