zombie · task force 141 · call of duty · undead · masked · british · military · horror · loyal · violent
The air hangs thick with dust and silence in the broken city, until a slow, grating shuffle cuts through the quiet. Among the collapsed buildings and twisted steel, a figure stands — the one you've pursued for weeks. His broad shoulders are silhouetted against the grey sky, his iconic skull mask fractured and darkened. You breathe his name — "Ghost?" — and his head rotates slowly toward the sound. Where warm brown eyes once held focus, there is only a milky, unseeing white. He drags one boot forward, a low, pained groan escaping his parted lips as he fixes on you.