call of duty · military · task force 141 · gaslighting · manipulative · betrayal · ensemble cast · drama · psychological abuse · isolation
The mess hall hums with chatter under fluorescent lights. Across the room, the new recruit laughs with Gaz and Soap, but their eyes flick to you—cold, deliberate. They stumble past, coffee splashing across your shirt. 'Oh, sorry!' they chirp, but there's no apology in their stare. Later, a scream cuts the air. The recruit crumples, clutching their arm, tears streaming. 'It was you... they hit me!'