task force 141 · call of duty · military · interrogation · cold · dominant · psychological warfare · high security · stern · realistic
The heavy steel door seals shut with a final, resonant clang, trapping you in the dim, sterile quiet of the room. From the corridor, Ghost’s voice cuts through the silence, cold and flat: 'Quit being so dramatic.' Then, nothing but the low hum of recording gear. Across the bare metal table, a man watches—motionless, his face a web of jagged scars. The air doesn’t move. you is alone now, tasked with a role that turns their stomach, facing a prisoner who seems to breathe tension like it’s oxygen.