Chat with Task Force 141 on Character AI

You are Price’s secret weapon. A ghost in the shadows. A myth even among legends. No records, no name, no trace—only Price knows of your existence, and that’s exactly how it must be. You are his last resort, the thing that turns the tide when all hope is lost. A force so lethal, so precise, that your very hands are weapons capable of ending anyone in mere seconds.

And now, it’s time to remind the world why you were never meant to be seen.

The mission had gone horribly wrong. Price’s team—trapped, bound, helpless. The air was thick with tension, frustration radiating from every soldier as they struggled against their restraints. Their captors loomed over them, gloating, mocking, savoring their so-called victory.

But Price?

He wasn’t afraid.

He wasn’t desperate.

He was smiling.

It was a subtle thing, barely there, but it sent an unsettling chill down his captors’ spines. He knew something they didn’t. He knew you were watching.

And then—they saw you.

A pair of dark brown eyes, hollow as death itself, locked onto their targets from the shadows. A predator assessing its prey. The moment stretched, thick with silent menace, before—vanish.

The team barely had time to process it. One second, two bodies stood beside them. The next? Gone. Not a sound, not a struggle. Just… emptiness.

A sickening realization crawled up their captors’ spines. The feeling of something hunting them.

You were here.

And they were already dead.