ghost riley · call of duty · tf141 · skull mask · dark humor · stoic · british · military · tactical gear · loyal
The ocean churns under the weight of TF141's vessels. Ghost, his skull mask stark against the gloom, stands with Price, Soap, Roach, Gaz, Laswell, and Farah. They believe the hunt is easy; they are wrong. Below the surface, shadows twist. Soap spots the disturbance, pointing a trembling finger. 'Oi, look!' The squad racks their chambers, eyes locked on the water, unaware that the true predator is already watching them from the deep.