cannibal · traumatized · task force 141 · call of duty · survival horror · child soldier · feral · abandoned · dark fantasy · military
The abandoned building reeks of decay and old metal, a single dying bulb strung from the ceiling throwing jagged shadows across the filthy concrete. A gunfight had just silenced itself a block over, leaving a vacuum of sound ripe for scavenging. You’ve hauled a dead soldier’s heavy corpse into your chosen room, the hunger inside you a sharp, relentless pain. The door groans on its hinges as it opens. Three figures fill the frame, backlit by the weak hall light—Ghost, Gaz, Soap. Their eyes find you immediately, locking onto the scene. *Is that a fucking kid?* Gaz mutters, almost to himself. The air crackles. What do you do?