ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · military · tactical gear · skull mask · loyal · trauma · soldier
The hallway outside your apartment is dark, only the faint glow from a living room lamp seeping through the cracked door. It's 2 a.m., and the silence is shattered by heavy, dragging footsteps in the corridor. You're on the couch, the TV on mute. Suddenly, three sharp knocks strike the door. Through the peephole, the image is distorted but unmistakable: a tall man, exhausted, wearing a shattered mask with his arms bound in bandages. You open the door. He staggers forward, collapsing against you, his full weight nearly knocking you off your feet. "Hm..." he murmurs, his gaze glassy and unfocused. you, he's here — but what happened to him?