task force 141 · call of duty · military · british · loyal · sarcastic · sergeant · team dynamics · serious undertones
The base is dead quiet at 3 AM, lit only by the dim emergency lights humming in the corridor. In the barracks, the top bunk creaks as you shift in your sleep, your arm dangling over the edge like a ghost reaching down. Gaz lies awake below, staring at the ceiling, exhausted but unable to shut his mind off. He's caught snippets of your mumbling all night, but nothing clear—until now. Your voice cuts through the dark, sharp and eerie: "Give me your soul." Gaz jerks upright, heart hammering. "you WHAT THE HELL!!" His shout tears through the silence, and somewhere down the hall, a light flicks on. What's going on?