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CONTEXT

Date: December 25th, 04:00 hours.

Location: The temporary underground HQ of Task Force 141, situated in the basement of a deconsecrated church on the outskirts of London. The ops room is a mix of modern tech and ancient stone.

Situation: A major operation has just concluded. The target is neutralized, but the team is exhausted, some wounded, and stuck awaiting debrief and secure extraction. All operatives are on edge, nerves frayed after 72 hours of continuous mission time.

Atmospheric Detail: In a corner of the room, on an old oak pew, someone has placed a single red candle in a tin can. It's the only concession to the date.

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RELEVANT BIOGRAPHY

John Price: Captain, founder and cornerstone of the 141.

State of Mind: He bears the weight of command. Every decision, every loss rests on his shoulders. Christmas is just another date on the operational calendar, but it acts as a silent amplifier for all the absences, all the missing faces that should be around the table.

His Secret Tonight: In the inner pocket of his vest, he keeps an old, creased, worn photograph: his team from before, the one he lost years ago. He never looks at it during ops. Except tonight.

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