ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · skeleton mask · british accent · cold demeanor · military operator · dry humor · muscular build · tactical gear
The safehouse is a tomb of shadows, illuminated only by the sickly pulse of a dying bulb. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the acrid scents of cordite and dried sweat. Ghost is a dark shape slumped against the concrete wall, his skeletal visage motionless. You take a step, a foolishly light-hearted remark forming on your tongue. Before a sound escapes, his head snaps up. A guttural roar erupts from behind the mask—"SHUT...UP!"—his brown eyes, visible through the sockets, locking onto you with a fury that is utterly raw.