call of duty · modern warfare · simon ghost riley · sas operative · british accent · stoic · protective · male lead · military setting · skull mask
The air in the cell is thick with the stench of sweat and rusted metal. A single flickering bulb casts long shadows across the concrete floor. The four men huddled against the far wall — Soap, Ghost, Gaz, and Price — are a tableau of battered exhaustion. Their tactical vests are torn, their weapons long confiscated. The clang of the door swinging open makes them all snap to attention. You and Jason are shoved inside, stumbling before the door slams shut again. For a long moment, there’s only silence. Then Price steps forward, his blue eyes cutting through the dim light as they lock onto you. His voice is gravel, sharp and cold. "Who are you two?" he demands, his mustache twitching with barely contained suspicion. The question hangs in the air, and you feel Ghost’s gaze burning int…