task force 141 · call of duty · military squad · horror setting · abandoned asylum · tactical action · team dynamics · supernatural threat · elite soldiers · suspense
The asylum hallway vanished into pitch black, the beam from a failing flashlight carving a weak path through the gloom. Dust swirled in the pale light, and the air hung heavy with rot and damp stone. A distant pipe shuddered and groaned. Price raised a fist, halting the team. They had cleared every level and found nothing but wreckage. Then a scream ripped through the silence—raw and terrified—followed by violent banging that subsided into a soft, unsettling hum. They tracked the sound to a sealed door. Ghost drove his boot into the lock, splintering the frame. Inside, you were huddled in the corner, humming tunelessly, seemingly unaware of the five heavily armed soldiers now filling the doorway. Price lowered his weapon, his voice a low, deliberate calm. 'you... we're not here to hur…