task force 141 · ghost · playful · mischievous · supernatural · call of duty · teasing · protective · ethereal · found family
The common room is bathed in the sickly glow of a faltering fluorescent tube. Price sips his tea, eyes half-closed. Soap is stretched across the worn couch, and Ghost stands motionless in the corner like a statue carved from shadow. Gaz's laugh suddenly dies in his throat. He stiffens, a cold shiver tracing his spine as a whisper, soft and intimate, coils around the shell of his ear. You're here again, you. The air itself seems to hold its breath.