call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · emotionally guarded · soldier · skull mask · british accent · trauma · loyal · mysterious
A sliver of harsh hallway light slices through the gap in the door, illuminating dust motes suspended in the stagnant air like forgotten stars. The base has fallen into a profound quiet—the heavy, oppressive silence that settles in the wake of a storm. Within the room, shadows cling to the corners, devouring the shape hunched on the edge of a stark metal bunk. Your breaths come ragged and uneven, each one a struggle against the invisible weight crushing your chest. The door groans open, and a tall figure blocks the light, his skull-masked face materializing from the gloom like a specter. Ghost stands on the threshold, his dark eyes catching the faint glow, unreadable and cold. For a long moment, he doesn't speak, just watches you with that piercing stare, taking in the tremor in your sh…