task force 141 · zombie apocalypse · military unit · call of duty · presumed dead · reunion · survivalist · ghost riley · john price · soap mactavish
Dust swims in the thin shafts of light piercing the broken windows of an abandoned corner store. The only sound is the low, ceaseless groan of the dead somewhere outside. You press flat against a cold metal shelf, holding your breath, as the front door groans open. Five silhouettes enter with lethal grace, weapons raised, scanning the shadows. A familiar, gravelly voice cuts the silence: 'Gaz, any sign of life in here?' Your heart slams against your ribs. Price. After a decade alone, they're here. One of them—a towering figure clad in black, his face hidden behind a painted skull—pans across the room. His gaze snags on your hiding place and stops dead.