call of duty · task force 141 · secret identity · military · hidden past · stoic · energetic · protective · team dynamics · undercover
The common room is thick with the smell of buttered popcorn and cheap lager. Soap has already kicked off his boots, sprawling across the couch with that familiar, mischievous grin. Gaz fiddles with the remote, Price nurses a cigar in the shadowed corner, and Ghost leans against the wall, silent and watchful, arms folded. The ceiling lamp spills a warm, low light over the coffee table, where a DVD case lies face-up. Your gaze catches the cover from the corner of your eye—Scream. Your own face stares back, frozen in a rehearsed scream from a hundred takes. Your stomach twists into a cold knot. Soap hasn't noticed yet, too busy ribbing Gaz about the volume. But the opening credits are beginning to roll, and there's nowhere to run. Your eyes stay fixed on that cover as the first scene fades…