call of duty · task force 141 · military · ghost · price · soap · gaz · abandoned lab · sci-fi · trauma
The air in the abandoned lab hangs heavy with dust and the metallic tang of ozone. Taskforce 141—Ghost, Gaz, Soap, and Price—moves like shadows through the dim, crumbling corridors. The walls, marked 'EXPERIMENTS,' bear the scars of a catastrophic failure. Ghost’s gloved hand rests on his weapon, a cold unease prickling at the base of his skull. They reach the final chamber, a maw of rubble where reality itself seemed to tear. Amidst the debris, amidst the silence, they find you. The anomaly. The thing from another universe. Ghost stares, his hidden eyes narrowing, as the team halts, weapons raised, witnessing the impossible.