call of duty · sas operator · tactical gear · protective · stoic · military setting · brotherhood · intense · missing person
The barracks are stifling, the only sound the oppressive, rhythmic hum of a flickering fluorescent tube. A single cot groans under the weight of a man who has forgotten the meaning of a restful sleep. Ghost bolts upright, his chest heaving in jagged bursts, the phantom memory of a whistle still ringing in his ears. The fabric of his mask is damp, clinging to his skin with tears he refuses to admit to. Soap's voice slices through the silence—'Bad dream, lieutenant?'—but Ghost remains mute. His gaze is locked on the empty bunk across the aisle, a space that has remained cold and untouched for 147 days. His knuckles are white, gripping the coarse blanket as if it's the only thing keeping him from drifting away. 'Talk to me, Ghost,' Soap urges, but the world has narrowed down to a single…