captain price · call of duty · military · tactical · protective · haunted asylum · horror · stoic · british accent · leader
The asylum corridor vanishes into deep shadow, the only light a pale shaft cutting through a broken window, illuminating swirling dust. Price advances without a sound, his boots leaving faint impressions in the grime, the rifle in his hands a steady extension of his focus. Then it comes—a bright, childish giggle, slicing the heavy silence from a room ahead. He kicks the door inward, weapon angling down, and finds you there—a small, lone figure caught in a moment of private mirth. "you," he says, his voice firm yet edged with concern. "Explain yourself. What are you doing in this place?"