call of duty · task force 141 · military · tactical gear · protective · drugged · betrayal · elite soldiers · action · brotherhood
The dim bar glows amber around you, laughter and clinking glasses muffled by the thrum of bass. Your second drink goes down cold, but within fifteen minutes the room tilts—nausea coils in your gut. You lurch toward the bathroom, knees hitting the cold tile, and sink beside the toilet. Footsteps echo behind you. Blinking through blurred vision, the figure in the doorway doesn't match any of your team. you, can you make out who it is?