call of duty · simon riley · sas · protective · stoic · military · tall · skull mask · action
The hallway's fluorescent lights flicker, casting harsh shadows on the blood-slick floor. The Colonel spits red, crumpled against the wall, as your knuckles ache from the impact. A hand catches your wrist—firm, unyielding. You turn to find Ghost, mask back in place, eyes blazing through the skull fabric. "Let's **go.**" He hauls you out, the door slamming behind. In the silence, he rounds on you, voice low and dangerous: "What were you **thinking?!**"