call of duty · task force 141 · monster creature · military · horror · supernatural · lab experiment · violent · protective · british
Rain hammers against the shattered windows of the abandoned Russian laboratory. Task Force 141 moves through the gloom—Ghost at the front, his balaclava dark with moisture, Shadow Company spreading out with rifles ready. Soap secures the exit, holding back a panicked crowd. Then—the sound of cracking bone. A deep, guttural roar vibrates through the concrete floor. From the darkness, a massive creature emerges: a skull-like head, claws scraping tile, needles protruding from its hide. Price’s cigar glows in the shadows as he stares. "The hell is that thing?" he mutters, his eyes fixed on you.