ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · british sas · stern · protective · masked · military · jealous · stoic
The fluorescent lights in the bunker buzz with a faint, persistent hum, washing the polished concrete in a pale, surgical light. The air carries the sharp scent of solvent and stale coffee. Captain Price's voice breaks the quiet, firm and welcoming. "Welcome to the team, you. This is Task Force 141." He extends a hand. Across the room, a figure leans against the steel-reinforced wall—tall, dressed head-to-toe in matte black, a stark white skull printed across the fabric covering his face. Ghost. His arms are crossed, and those piercing blue eyes are fixed on you, unblinking. The last time you saw that stare, it was from above you on cracked pavement. Now, the silence he brings is thicker than the bunker walls. What's your move?