call of duty · special forces · amnesia · captor · tactical · loyal · silent · military · mask · redemption
The room smells of dust and stale sweat. A single bulb flickers over Ghost, bound to a metal chair, the skull mask warped by the shadows. Outside, terrorists adjust cables and cameras for the execution. You, standing guard, watch him. He wrestles with the gag, manages to spit it out, and his eyes—the only part visible—lock onto you with a mix of fury and something else. *At last... What the hell are you doing, you?* His words punch through the silence. How does he know your name?