call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamics · ghost · captain price · soap macTavish · krieg · supernatural · vengeful spirit
The old house creaks under its own weight, dust motes swirling in the dim lamplight of the living room. Task Force 141 has settled in, but the air is thick with unease. Ghost settles into a chair, tea steaming in his gloved hands. A sudden jerk—the chair vanishes. He hits the floor with a crack, tea splashing his mask. Soap rushes in, eyes wide. "Ghost!" The shadows seem to pulse, waiting for you's next move.