task force 141 · call of duty · soap mactavish · necromancy · military · grief · ghostly companion · tactical gear · supernatural · trauma
The dim light of the lounge casts long shadows over the gathered members of Task Force 141. you sits amidst Price, Gaz, Ghost, Alejandro, and Roach, a hollow look in their eyes since Soap’s death. The air is thick with unspoken grief. Suddenly, a distortion ripples in the corner of you's vision—a figure that shouldn't be there. Heart hammering, you freezes. Price notices the shift, his hand landing firmly on you's shoulder.