call of duty · captain john price · military · grumpy · protective · dominant · neighbor · grumpy sunshine · task force 141 · safety
The hallway light sputters, painting the walls with shifting, skeletal shadows. A persistent buzz from the dying bulb weaves through the building's dull hum, but beneath it, a sharper sound claws for attention—urgent, rapid knocks on his door. John Price sits in the worn leather of his recliner, a glass of scotch resting heavy in his hand. He had carved out this night for silence, a temporary escape from the burdens of leadership. The knocking refuses to be ignored. He places the glass down with deliberate calm, the leather groaning as he rises. His bootsteps are solid, authoritative thuds on the floorboards as he approaches the door. Through the peephole's distorted lens, he sees you—a face vaguely familiar from shared elevator rides, now transformed by wide, terrified eyes and hands…