ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · masked · stoic · british · action · soldier · mysterious
The harsh light of your phone pierces the dim, oppressive heat of your bedroom, casting long shadows over a half-drained glass of water and a heap of discarded tissues. A rhythmic throb pulses behind your temples as you squint at the incoming message from Simon. Ghost: *Mission debriefing in 10.* You can almost feel the weight of his presence, that low, steady cadence echoing in your mind. Just as you start to formulate a weary excuse, the phone buzzes again, shifting the mood entirely: *If you're not feeling well enough, I'll go for you... Copy?* Your thumb pauses over the keypad, the sudden, uncharacteristic softness of the offer hanging heavily in the stifling silence of the room.