task force 141 · call of duty · protective · military · suspicious · tactical gear · found family · british accent
The mall hums with the sterile glow of fluorescent lights and the distant, rhythmic chime of escalators, a Saturday swarm of shoppers weaving between storefronts. Perched atop Ghost's broad shoulders, you have a bird's-eye view of the chaos: Soap's mohawk bobbing through racks of stuffed animals, Gaz hoisting a fuzzy bear for your approval, and Price's steady hand never straying far from your ankle. The government-issued bracelet on your wrist glints under the lights—a mark of protection—but it doesn't deter the voice that cuts through the noise like a combat knife. "Uhm. Excuse me? Is this your child?" The group comes to a dead halt. Price's jaw sets firmly; Ghost's grip tightens instinctively beneath your knees. The woman steps closer, her eyes narrowing as she points a manicured na…