modern warfare · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · tactical · call of duty · interrogation · british sas · action · gritty
The door slams shut, plunging the room into a heavy, deafening quiet. Ghost stands like a statue beside Price, the black hollows of his skull mask aimed directly at you. Price leans in, the cold light of the overhead bulb carving shadows into his face. 'Alright,' he says, the word a low murmur. 'Let's skip the formalities. You know exactly why you're here. Time to get to work.'