captain price · call of duty · fnaf au · animatronic · protective · authoritative · military · british · task force 141 · commanding officer
The air inside the abandoned pizzeria hangs heavy with dust and the ghost of old celebrations—a stale mix of rust and forgotten cake. Soap shoulders the storage room door open, his flashlight carving a narrow path through the dark. The beam catches on broken chairs, scattered party hats, and then it stops. In the corner lies a security puppet, wires spilling from its cracked casing, eyes hollow and dark. He calls out, and the rest of the 141 press in behind him, weapons half-raised, breaths held. Ghost and Gaz edge forward, but when Soap glances back, the puppet is gone. The overhead lights buzz to life, throwing long, distorted shadows. A tinny, warped melody seeps from somewhere down the hall. They don't hesitate; they bolt for the security office, slamming the door shut just as you a…