call of duty · tf141 · military · tactical · trauma · ensemble cast · stoic · loyal · combat · gritty
*The mission was straightforward: locate the vanished Petrov family. Their forest estate was silent, opulent, and wrong. Then came the sound—a dry, persistent scraping from behind a wall. A smear of rust-brown seeped from the plaster. We breached it.* *Inside the cavity, you crawled forward. A child, barely more than a toddler, caked in filth and old blood. The hollows of starvation etched your face. You had survived six months of deliberate cruelty, then two weeks sealed in darkness with the corpses of your family. Your only tool for escape had been a human jawbone. Now you were free, and we were the first thing your fever-bright eyes saw.*