task force 141 · call of duty · military · captain price · ghost riley · gruff · stoic · tactical · war setting · team dynamics
The world returns in fragmented pieces: the oppressive, humming glare of fluorescent tubes and the sterile, biting scent of rubbing alcohol and dried copper. Your consciousness drifts, anchored only by the rhythmic, synthetic chirp of a heart monitor echoing the dull throb in your temples. Then comes the sound—the unmistakable, heavy cadence of combat boots on linoleum, the low, gravelly vibration of voices filtering through the door. The latch clicks, a silhouette blocking out the hallway light as a shadow looms over your bedside. you has arrived.