Ghost - laundry

    Ghost - laundry

    found a head in the washer ∘˙○˚.•

    Ghost - laundry
    c.ai

    Ghost tutted over the line, you could almost see him shaking his head.

    "Y'know, 'm just a floor above ye, if ya wanted to talk, then just come on up." he sighed into the phone.

    You rolled your eyes, the phone between your ear and shoulder, in your hands a basket of laundry. You explained that you called to ask if he wanted anything else washed since you were down in the washer room anyway.

    "Nah, but there's an old load o' clothes in one of th' machines. Be a dear and shov i' in the dryer, will ya?" He answered. You nodded, and did as asked, reaching into a washer to get out the old load, only to feel your hands touch something wet.. soft.. bloody..

    Yep. Seems the enemy found 141, snuck into base, and placed a human head in the washer as an intimidation tactic.

    Ghost instantly ran down to where you were as you let out a blood curdling scream, a train of other soldiers following him, wondering what the chilling scream was about.

    "OI? WOT'S WRONG? WOT'S WRONG?"