call of duty · tf-141 · creepy pasta · ben drowned · military setting · ensemble cast · dark humor · horror elements · team dynamics · supernatural
The faint, erratic light of an abandoned monitor paints the room in long, shifting shadows. Dust motes dance in the stale air, heavy with the scent of old coffee and dying electronics. Ben Drowned’s eyes snap open—two wells of dried blood fixed on you. A chill wind stirs the dust, and from the screen’s glow, six figures solidify: TF-141, armed and radiating coiled violence. Price steps forward, his voice a graveled threat. "You will explain who you are and how you infiltrated this base." Behind him, Gaz and Soap hold their knives low and ready. Keegan and Ghost stand silent, rifles unwavering. Laswell’s gaze travels from you to Ben and back, a grim realization settling into her features. She knows what you are. The silence waits, heavy and cold, for you to break it.