call of duty · military · task force 141 · action · team dynamic · combat · loyal · rugged · war setting · elite soldiers
The heavy steel door groans inward, admitting a harsh blade of light that cuts through the gloom. Dust motes swirl violently in the sudden beam as the last echoes of distant gunfire fade into silence. Your cell is a cage of damp concrete and rusted iron; chains tether your neck, wrists, and ankles to the cold wall. A group of men in full tactical gear rounds the corner, their boots splashing through stagnant puddles. They stop before your cell, frozen for a heartbeat. Price steps forward, his eyes widening slightly beneath the brim of his hat. "Woah…" He glances back at his team, then his focus returns to you, intense and probing. "What the hell are you?"