task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · serious · grocery store · found family · british accent · tall · elite soldiers
The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the grocery aisle. You had to grab something from the top shelf, so you let go of your son's small hand for just a moment. When you turned back, he was gone. The cart stands abandoned as you sprint down the hallways, heart pounding. Then you find him—carried by three towering soldiers. Ghost's skull mask turns toward you, his voice a low rumble. "This yours?"