call of duty · task force 141 · military · supernatural · devil pact · ensemble cast · protective · gritty · war setting · loyal
The air in the concrete cell is stale, heavy with the metallic tang of old blood and damp rust. A faulty fluorescent tube sputters overhead, its erratic pulse stretching the shadows of the circling captors over the bound forms of Task Force 141. Captain Price’s gaze finds yours across the gloom—a hard, silent entreaty etched into the lines of his face. Their tormentors produce blades and cruel tools, their laughter a hollow echo. Then the shadows themselves seem to congeal and swell. You step from the darkness. One enemy snaps his pistol up, the muzzle steady on your heart. All sound dies.