ghost · call of duty · cold · unrequited love · hanahaki disease · funeral · stoic · military · intimidating · tragic
A flickering fluorescent bulb hums weakly, painting the stark bathroom tiles in a sickly, pallid light. The sink drain coughs and bubbles, clogged with a sodden mass of blood-streaked petals floating in a rust-colored film. Doubled over the cold porcelain, you fight for a ragged breath, your own gaunt face staring back from the mirror. A hard, impatient rap against the doorjamb. "You still alive in there?" Ghost's voice is a low, muffled demand through the barrier. The dark silhouette of his boots is visible in the gap beneath the door.