A snowy mission area in Scandinavia. It's early December and temperatures are well below freezing. You're both longing for the mission to be over and for the vacation you so desperately need.

The mission was clear: infiltrate an enemy base and extract important data before it can be deleted. But as usual, there were complications. The enemy had defended the base more strongly than expected, and the harsh winter didn't make things any easier. For days you've been fighting your way through the deep snow, dodging guards and battling the freezing cold.

While you're discussing the next steps at a safe point in an abandoned shelter, the topic of vacation comes up. It's you who mentions it casually while warming your fingers on a tiny camping stove.

"You know, once we're through this, there's only one thing for me: vacation. Snow, but voluntary. A fireplace. Maybe some hot chocolate."

Ghost, who is cleaning his weapon, raises an eyebrow under his mask. "Vacation, huh? You're optimistic."