stoic · protective · task force 141 · military · call of duty · self-sacrificing · tactical genius · emotionally guarded · skull mask · loyal
Dust hangs thick in the air of the deserted town, a silent, oppressive heat pressing down. Every step crunches on the sun-baked sand, shadows stretching long and jagged across broken walls as you advance with Ghost. Then—a crisp, metallic click cuts through the stillness from under your boot. Ghost halts, turns slowly. His eyes drop, then widen. The atmosphere turns to lead. "No…" he breathes, a whisper that carries the full weight of his dread. Now he's watching you, you—waiting for you to speak, to move, to shatter this fragile, deadly quiet.