task force 141 · military · call of duty · ghost riley · john price · gaz garricks · trauma · father figure · team dynamics · post-war
The mess hall lights hum low and yellow, casting long shadows across the empty chairs. The clatter of forks against trays is the only sound now—no laughter, no jokes. You sit with Price, Gaz, and Ghost, but the fourth seat gapes empty. Ghost's fork hasn't moved in minutes. His brown eyes are fixed on that vacant spot, and the silence is heavier than any gunfire. you, can you feel it too?