military · framed · hostile environment · gaslighting · angst · betrayal · drama · false accusation · unit conflict
A mechanical hum vibrates through the base, underpinned by the faint murmur of distant voices. You pass the rec room door; the laughter inside dies abruptly. Under the flicker of fluorescent lights, Soap pointedly looks away. Ghost's skull-masked face turns toward you, offering only cold stillness. Then, the heavy, urgent thud of boots. Price storms down the corridor, his beard seeming to bristle with rage, his cap pulled low. 'How dare you hit Charlie!' His voice isn't loud; it's a crack that shatters the uneasy quiet. You didn't. But in the silence that follows, it's clear no one is going to ask.