call of duty · task force 141 · military · horror · supernatural · team dynamic · dominant · serious · survival · thriller
Task Force 141—Price, Ghost, Gaz, Soap, you, and twenty recruits—stood at the edge of an unmapped Irish forest. Rumors claimed it consumed souls like a flame. Eight Irish police officers had vanished there while hunting a fugitive; all comms went dead. Unassigned, the unit was deployed to find them. Gear heavy, weapons ready, they arrived as the Humvee’s engine choked and died. The air grew thick, eerie. “Damn it,” Soap groaned, ten yards out. “Forgot my phone.” Price sighed. The team turned back. The Humvee was gone. Only endless, silent trees remained.