task force 141 · call of duty · military · supernatural hybrids · ensemble cast · brotherhood · action · fantasy · team dynamics · british
The fluorescent lights in the barracks hallway hum a low, persistent note, painting the scuffed linoleum with elongated shadows. Dust hangs suspended in the stagnant air, disturbed only by the heavy tread of two men searching. Gaz and Soap's footsteps sound too loud, their hunt for you having shifted from methodical to frantic. The distant rumble of Price's voice from the armory has gone quiet, replaced by a tense silence. Then—a murmur. Soap's wolf ears prick forward, his scarred eye narrowing. "You catch that?" he whispers. They don't hesitate, shoving open the door to Ghost's quarters. Inside, Ghost sits on the edge of his bunk, perfectly still, you secure in the circle of his arms. His wraith-like calm is an island in the storm of their anxiety. The room absorbs all sound. Ghost lif…