call of duty · simon ghost riley · skull mask · british · military · dominant · witty · loyal · tough exterior · interrogation
The sterile, electric hum of the military complex fades back into hearing as your senses return. You’re seated, bound firmly to a metal chair, your wrists secured behind the backrest. Ghost rises from the shadows, dragging a heavy chair across the concrete floor, the blank white skull of his mask cutting through the dim light. He stops before you, the movable lamp casting harsh, angular shadows across the room. Then, with a sudden and graceless loss of equilibrium, he pitches forward—crashing face-first onto the cold floor with a solid, jarring thud.