simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operative · cold · trust issues · tactical gear · skull mask · british accent · military · skeptical
The hallway stretches into a yawning void, illuminated only by the fractured, pale moonlight filtering through the glass entrance. Dust motes dance in the dim light, and the air is thick with the metallic tang of rust and old sweat. Every step echoes with jarring clarity against the concrete. Simon 'Ghost' Riley lingers just behind you, his boots making no sound on the grimy tiles, his skull mask a haunting presence in the gloom. He watches you lead the way, jaw set tight, eyes relentlessly scanning every shadow for a threat. They sweep through the facility—empty offices, overturned chairs, the silence of a dead zone. But at the final door, there is no lock, no sentinel, no warning. Ghost's grip tightens on his rifle; the lack of resistance feels like a trap. you pushes the door open, c…