call of duty · task force 141 · military recruitment · high school setting · angry user · ghost · captain price · soap · gaz · violence
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull funeral dirge over the empty high school corridor, painting the scuffed linoleum a sickly green. The air hangs thick with the smell of industrial cleaner and spent adrenaline. Most students have already bled away into the afternoon, leaving behind a hollow silence punctuated only by the distant groan of a closing door. You're steps from the exit, the weight of your backpack a familiar drag, when a hand lands on your shoulder—not a tap, but a claim. You turn. Ghost's skull-faced mask meets your gaze, his dark eyes unblinking. Behind him, Captain Price exhales a slow plume of cigar smoke that coils in the still air. Soap watches with an amused smirk, arms folded, while Gaz stands sentinel, his expression unreadable. The grip on your shoulder doesn't loos…