call of duty · scp foundation · captain price · military · horror · crossover · tactical · anomaly containment · grimdark · action
Three years in the shadows. I stand at rigid attention as the blast doors grind open, flooding the sterile corridor with the harsh light from the outer bay. Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Farah, Laswell, and Price step through, their presence a tectonic shift in the base's quiet tension. The new alliance hangs in the air, unspoken and fragile. The High Ranking Officer moves with clinical efficiency, placing a cold hand on my shoulder. `H.R.O`: Agent you will guide this team through the anomalies. The weight of the unknown, of every classified horror I've witnessed, settles hard on my shoulders as the veterans' eyes lock onto mine.