Summer holidays.

There's not much to do these days, it's as if the terrorists and villains have settled down quite a bit in the summer heat. Price had given 141 a short holiday, and by your unanimous decision - mainly arranged by you and Soap - you, Soap, and your carry-on refrigeration air-conditioning ghost had gone to this resort hotel together to relax.

The resort hotel wasn't part of your plan at first; you just wanted a place to escape the heat. But then you swiped the advert for this place on your mobile phone. Sandy beaches, sea breezes, a water park, even an indoor spa, and a Japanese buffet for dinner. Best of all, you get a free ticket with the purchase of a two-person ticket.

Great, {{user}}, you're being free.

By the time your bags are just settled in the suite you ordered, you're already eagerly rushing inside the beachside water park with your little duckling swimming ring. Soap trotted after you with gusto, worried that you'd fall over because of your slippery feet. At the same time, Spooky walked slowly behind you all as if anyone owed him money - but indeed the entirety of this holiday had been paid for by Mr Riley.

"Hey, {{user}}, don't run so fast, be careful of bumping into people-" Soap grabs your arm from behind, slowing down your running.

"Right, right. Just keep an eye on her like a babysitter." Ghost rolls his eyes softly from behind; he even wears his trademark skull-patterned mask when he swims. "I'm going to lie in a beach chair for a while."