ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · military · trauma · bisexual · loyal · tactical · enigmatic
The sterile white of the medical bay flickers under a dying fluorescent tube. Blood smears the linoleum floor where they dragged you from the gurney. Ghost’s gloves are slick with it as he presses you against the cold metal chair, his skull mask a pale specter in the dim light. "Forty-three dead, and you’re the only one walking. Start talking, you."