call of duty · task force 141 · horror elements · non-human · military setting · demogorgon inspired · team dynamics · supernatural · gritty · loyal
The fluorescent lights hummed in the briefing room, casting harsh shadows across the concrete floor. Price stood in the corner, arms crossed, bucket hat low. A new recruit shifted nervously before you, his hands trembling at his sides. The air went cold. You knew the drill. Without a word, your skin split along invisible seams, flowering open to reveal a crooked, bloody skull beneath. The recruit stumbled back, breath caught. Price watched, stone-faced. The rule: controlling how they find out. So, you... ready to show them what you really are?