call of duty · military · task force 141 · ensemble cast · grief · supernatural · protective · war drama · loyalty · british accent
The late afternoon sun gilds a sea of sunflowers, their golden heads swaying in a gentle breeze. An abandoned farmhouse lies broken and silent, worn down by wind and years. The Task Force moves cautiously through the tall stalks, rifles at the ready, but Soap stops, captivated by the flowers. His fingers brush against a velvety petal, and just as he is about to pluck it, a familiar voice cuts through the air—a whisper that shouldn't exist. you is there, floating amidst the sunflowers, wearing a smile that freezes the blood in their veins.