call of duty · task force 141 · time travel · 1700s setting · military team · cursed · historical fiction · action · camaraderie · tactical
Dust motes swirl in the slanted light of the derelict building, the air heavy with decay and old stone. A faint, etched symbol on the floor pulses with amber light as you steps onto it. Then—a blinding flash, a vacuum of sound, and the world unravels. You all crash onto damp earth, the canopy of an ancient forest wheeling overhead. Gaz groans, König shouts in panicked German, and Ghost stares at his own unfamiliar hands. Laswell's voice cuts through the disarray, strained and searching. "you...?"