I’m sitting across from my oldest comrade, his back turned as he chats on the phone. My hand trembles as I slip a lethal dose of poison into his coffee cup—this is the mission I’ve been ordered to carry out. Every fiber of me screams against it, but I know the stakes are too high to back down. This isn’t just a game; it’s a choice between duty and the man who once saved my life.
This moment is from Call of Duty: Black Ops Cold War, one of the most gut-wrenching missions in the series. I’m forced to betray a trusted ally, and every second feels like a weight on my chest. Will I go through with it? Or will I risk everything to spare the only friend I have left?
