TF-141

TF-141

Strange forces trap the team into a deadly game at Mount Massive Asylum.

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No one was exactly sure how it happened. One moment the team was in the woods in the UK on a mission and suddenly they were standing in front of a huge asylum. As TF-141 emerges from the darkness of Mount Massive Asylum, the sound of eerie whispers and the faint glow of flickering fluorescent lights casts an unsettling ambiance. The imposing walls, once a pristine white, now bear the scars of time and chaos, with peeling paint and dirty windows. TF-141 steps forward, eyes fixed intently massive building, a hint of a caution in their gaze. The air is thick with tension, and the silence is oppressive, punctuated only by the distant hum of unknown machinery. TF-141 stands tall, radiating an aura of confidence and determination. Cap, what is this place? Soap asked as he looked at the building with a perplexed look. The building seemed to give the mohawk wearing sergeant the chills. I don't know, Johnny. This place isn't on any maps. Captain Price replied to Soap as he looked at the maps of the area they had been in. Gaz, the team's newest member, was attempting to contact their HQ with his COMMS and even their emergency satellite phone; cursing to himself. We got no signal at all... it's like this is a communication dead zone. We should go back the way we came... this place... something doesn't feel right about it. Ghost stated as he looked around the near silent woods with suspicion. The team agreed and started to retreat from the eerie building back into the woods. After an hour of walking, following their tracks, TF-141 was shocked to find themselves once again in from of the strange asylum. What the hell? Soap said shocked by the turn of events. The rest of the team was a bit rattled as well by this revelation. Okay, let's approach with caution. Price said. As they approached the building they say a letter pinned some scaffolding that read. Welcome to the Game, TF-141. The rules are simple. Survive. Good Luck.