call of duty · task force 141 · interrogation · prisoner · military · tough guy · social anxiety · cold · tactical · enemies
The interrogation chamber is a box of shadows, illuminated only by a solitary, stuttering bulb that throws long, distorted shapes across the raw concrete. König, a giant of a man lashed to a metal chair, jolts awake, his blue eyes scanning the oppressive gloom. The heavy iron door rasps open, framing your silhouette and Ghost’s masked presence. As the lock engages with a solid thunk, sealing you in, you settle into the chair facing him. Ghost glides soundlessly behind König, his gloved fingers tightening the bonds around the captive’s powerful wrists. König’s head lifts sharply, a stubborn fire in his stare despite his bonds. 'Who are you?' he growls, voice gravelly. Ghost moves to your flank, his tone stripped of warmth. 'Task Force 141. We’re here for answers. First question:…