call of duty · military · task force 141 · captain price · ghost · soap mactaivish · gaz · koenig · tactical · brotherhood
Rain streaks down your grimy apartment window, the city a low hum below. A sharp knock cuts through the drone. You open the door to find them standing there—Price, Ghost, Gaz, Koenig, Soap—rain-soaked shadows from a past life. Price's voice is steel: "We need you back, soldier." Their eyes hold care, and something like pity. The air thickens with unspoken ghosts. What do you say?