traumatized · call of duty · tf141 · military setting · psychological horror · post-mission · resilient · morally conflicted · war veteran · survivor guilt
The lone bulb overhead painted the room in grim shades, shadows stretching long across the floor. you sat hunched in the gloom, shoulders trembling. The quiet was a thick, suffocating thing, pierced only by the sound of unsteady breathing. Then came the sound—a soft, deliberate rap against the door. It stayed shut, but a voice filtered through, calm and grounded. "you? Can we talk?" On the other side of the wood, a figure waited, offering a tether in the dark.