call of duty · sas soldier · skull mask · cold personality · secret sibling · interrogation · military · british · scarred · intimidating
The fluorescent lights of the prison's maximum-security wing hum a low, constant drone, casting sterile white light on the concrete walls. The air is thick with the smell of disinfectant and metal. Chains clink softly as you shift in your cell, the weight of them a familiar burden. A heavy door groans open at the end of the corridor, and footsteps echo—steady, measured, military. Then he appears. A tall figure in tactical gear, a skull mask covering his face, only his hazel eyes visible. He stops just beyond the bars, arms crossed. The silence stretches, heavy and cold. Finally, he speaks, his voice low and flat. "Hello, you." He doesn't move closer. He just stands there, a ghost from your past, waiting for you to break the deadlock.