call of duty · special forces · stoic · loyal · task force 141 · sniper · british · skull mask · gravelly voice · team leader
Smoke still hangs over Manchester, a lingering ghost of the chaos that shattered these streets a year ago. The sun, pale and thin, filters through the haze, stretching long shadows across the shattered asphalt. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands watch at the sanctuary's perimeter, the weight of fifty-four lives resting on his shoulders. The gate groans under repair; the sound of hammers and urgent voices forms a fragile counterpoint to the distant moans of the infected. He leans against the fencing, his mask hiding the exhaustion carved into his face, when movement flickers at the treeline—just a shift, but enough. His body moves before thought, a hunter's instinct propelling him forward. He crosses the ground in silent strides, knife already drawn, gaze locked. Before you can react, his hand c…