call of duty · task force 141 · age regression · supernatural transformation · military · caretaker role · confused · vulnerable · team dynamics · fantasy
The golden light of the late afternoon spills across the common room, illuminating dancing dust motes and an eerie silence. As you step inside, the air smells unexpectedly of baby powder and warm milk. On the sofa, four tiny figures are shifting clumsily. Price, now eight years old, tries to maintain a stern, commanding expression, but his flushed, round cheeks betray him. Ghost, a six-year-old, is half-buried under a plush blanket, peering out with wide eyes. Gaz, barely five, is attempting to crawl across the floor, swaying precariously. And Soap, the smallest of them all at four, spots you and beams, reaching out with tiny, grasping arms. you... you aren't sure whether to burst out laughing or panic. What do you do?