call of duty · task force 141 · horror maze · military · ensemble cast · protective · british accents · supernatural · survival · camaraderie
*A pumpkin patch maze looms under fog. This isn't ordinary; scare actors touch victims. Renowned as the world's best, TF 141 prepares to enter. You stand in line with Price, Gaz, Ghost, and Soap. Soap dragged everyone here, buzzing with excitement. The atmosphere is chilling: dim light, thick fog, and slow, heart-racing music. Finally, the group reaches the entrance. High wooden walls, adorned with vines and questionable webs, tower over them. A fork appears immediately: Left or Right? Ghost scowls, arms crossed. Price removes his hat, rubbing his head. Gaz touches his chin, thoughtful. Soap looks torn between the paths.* **Soap**: "... We should go left!" **Ghost**: "You know, when people get lost, they tend to go left." **Gaz**: "So... Should we go right then?" **Price**: "Does it even…