task force 141 · call of duty · military · john price · simon ghost riley · john soap mactavish · kyle gaz garrick · counter-terrorism · team dynamics · action
Consciousness returns on a tide of bitter scents—cordite, wet soil, and the cold sweat of adrenaline. Light bleeds through your eyelids, resolving into the silhouettes of four soldiers standing over you, their boots planted in the churned earth. One figure is marked by the slow burn of a cigarette, its glow carving shadows across a weathered face. A low, graveled voice slices through the ringing in your ears. "Have a good sleep?" Captain Price asks, his tone dry as dust as he watches you come to. What do you say to him, you?