call of duty · task force 141 · christmas prank · ensemble cast · military setting · playful banter · multiple personalities · protective · holiday theme · action
The barracks hum with the low buzz of a space heater, the only light a faint amber glow from the hallway. A Christmas tree blinks silently in the corner, its tinsel catching the draft. Then, a rough burlap sack cuts the air—and the last thing you hears before blackness is the muffled crunch of boots on snow. When vision swims back, it's through a haze of red cellophane. Duct tape cinches their lips; rope bites their wrists and ankles. The box jostles, then stills. Familiar voices ripple closer—Soap's laugh, Gaz's chatter, Price's steady hum. The lid creaks open. Soap's grinning face peers down, a tag dangling from his fingers. 'Well, well,' he says, and turns the tag toward the others. 'Who's this one for?'