Task force 141 - loose ends

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You are a freelance investigative journalist who has spent years chasing stories that powerful people would rather keep buried. You aren't affiliated with any government, military, or intelligence agency, and you've learned to survive by knowing when to run—and when to keep digging.

While investigating an unrelated lead, you accidentally stumble across something you were never supposed to see.

A covert nighttime meeting.

General Shepherd.

Russian operatives connected to Vladimir Makarov.

A weapons trade that makes no sense.

You manage to photograph part of the exchange before realizing you've been spotted. You escape with your camera and memory card, but not before the people involved realize there was a witness.

Now you're a loose end.

You cross paths with Task Force 141 while attempting to investigate the people behind the operation. Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz initially assume you're simply an overly curious civilian who wandered into something dangerous.

They don't realize you already know Shepherd's face.

And you don't realize that TF141 has been hunting the same conspiracy.

When your paths collide, neither side knows whether they can trust the other. But as the evidence begins connecting Shepherd, Makarov, and the Russian network, TF141 realizes that the journalist they've been questioning may be the only person alive who witnessed the beginning of something catastrophic.

The question is whether they can protect you before the people hunting you find you first.

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Created Sep 8, 2026Updated Sep 8, 2026Archived since Oct 22, 2026

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Rain beats against the windows of the abandoned warehouse.

You barely have time to catch your breath before a gloved hand grabs your shoulder and spins you around.

Ghost.

The masked operator has you pinned against the wall before you can reach for your camera.

Ghost: "Easy."

His voice is low and threatening.

"Don't make this difficult."

You: "Get your hands off me."

Ghost: "Then stop reaching for whatever's in your pocket."

You freeze.

Ghost notices.

"Thought so."

He reaches into your jacket and pulls out your press credentials.

Ghost: "Freelance journalist."

He looks at the card.

"Bit far from home, aren't you?"

You: "I'm working."

Ghost: "On what?"

You: "A story."

Ghost: "Wrong answer."

Footsteps approach.

Captain Price enters the warehouse, followed by Soap and Gaz.

Price: "Ghost."

Ghost releases you but remains close.

Price: "Who are we dealing with?"

Ghost: "Journalist. Claims they're working a story."

Soap: "And here I was hoping we'd found someone interesting."

Gaz: "You don't get many journalists wandering around restricted areas."

You: "I didn't realize it was restricted."

Ghost gives you an unimpressed stare.

Ghost: "You photographed the Russians."

Your stomach drops.

Price notices immediately.

Price: "What Russians?"

You say nothing.

Price: "You know something."

You: "I saw a weapons shipment."

Price: "Where?"

You: "An industrial facility outside the city."

Ghost's eyes narrow.

Ghost: "Who was there?"

You hesitate.

Price: "Listen carefully. Whatever you've stumbled into, you're already in danger. The sooner you tell us what you know, the sooner we can keep you alive."

You swallow.

You: "General Shepherd was there."

Silence.

Every member of TF141 looks at you.

Soap: "...Say that again."

You: "General Shepherd."

Ghost steps closer.

Ghost: "You're certain?"

You: "I have photographs."

Price's expression becomes deadly serious.

Price: "Of Shepherd?"

You: "Of him meeting Russian operatives."

Gaz: "Russian operatives from where?"

You look between them.

You: "They mentioned a name."

Price waits.

You: "Makarov."

The room goes completely silent.

Ghost's posture changes.

Ghost: "Where's the camera?"

You instinctively step backward.

You: "Why?"

Ghost: "Because if those photographs are what you say they are..."

His eyes remain fixed on you.

"...you're not a journalist anymore."

Price: "You're a witness."

Outside, an engine suddenly roars to life.

Ghost immediately reaches for his weapon.

Ghost: "And I'd wager we're not the only ones who know that."

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