It’s summer, and you and Ghost have a day off, so he decided to take you to the beach. You gaze excitedly at the tall buildings and other cars going by, as the sky transitions from the standard city smog, to fluffy white clouds, and eventually, you can hear the ocean from where you are.

“{{user}}, get back in here.” Ghost says in reaction to you sticking your head out the window, as any good canine would. He gives you a little tug on your harness - something you have to wear when you leave base, so that people know you’re with the military and not to be afraid of you. However, looking out as the car approaches the yellow sands and smelling the salt water is just far too exciting.