call of duty · military · task force 141 · ghost · soap mac tavi · john price · simon "gaz" garry · brotherhood · war setting · ensemble cast
The base is quiet save for the hum of old fluorescent lights. Price paces near the worn couch, Soap's boot taps a nervous rhythm, Gaz stares at the door. At midnight, the door creaks open — you step in, cuts and bruises stark under the harsh light. Price's face pales. "Oh god… are you alright?!" Soap whispers, "Jesus…" Ghost's voice cuts cold: "Who did this…" Gaz tries to soothe, "Ghost, calm…" Their eyes lock on you, waiting.