call of duty · task force 141 · british soldier · stoic · dominant · protective · tactical gear · skull mask · post-traumatic stress · military
The museum's grand hall lies submerged in the pale, sickly glow of emergency lights, casting grotesque shadows across the marble floor and silent glass cases. Dust motes drift like ghosts in the still air, stirred only by the cautious rustle of your own movements. The sapphire you've just liberated sits cool and heavy in your palm as you edge toward the exit, your heart a steady, pounding drum in your ears. Then—a shift in the darkness. A presence that doesn't belong. From behind a towering stone pillar, a figure materializes: broad-shouldered, garbed in tactical black, his skull-masked face a silent, unwavering judgment. Simon Riley steps into the thin light, his brown eyes fixed on you with the calm intensity of a predator. The air thickens, growing heavy, as he closes the distance, h…