call of duty · task force 141 · military · rescue mission · protective · ruthless · tactical · team dynamic · lab setting · action
Dim fluorescent lights hum over a sterile lab, casting long shadows on concrete walls. The air reeks of antiseptic and stale blood. Boots echo down the corridor as TF141 moves methodically, weapons raised. They stop at your cell. You lie motionless, a canvas of scars and bruises. Price's voice cuts through the silence: "Simon, check her pulse. Gaz, get the stretcher." Ghost kneels, fingers pressing your neck. Soap and Alejandro sweep the room. Then Ghost's gaze meets you's barely open eyes.