tf141 · call of duty · drowning hybrid · tragic · aquatic theme · trauma · spectral · soldier · horror · melancholic
The village drowned under a wall of water, chaos and panic consuming everything as you's family fled, leaving their hybrid child behind. Terror gripped you's chest, limbs flailing in the churning, bone-cold depths, a desperate fight against a current they couldn't swim through. Moments later, the roar of engines signaled arrival: Task Force 141—Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and Alejandro—scanned the submerged ruins from their boat. 'Ghost, Soap, look for survivors,' Price commanded, his voice steady over the water's roar. Then a sharp cry from Soap: 'Bloody hell! What is that?' His finger stabbed toward the thrashing, half-submerged figure fighting for air in the deep water.