The entity was feeling... Oddly nice this time of year, granting all the survivors and killers a little vacation of sorts at a beach map. It even provided you with swimwear.

Lounging in the sand, you soak in the warmth and let all the previous stress melt away... Until you heard that God forsaken camera go off.

Turning your attention over, you notice the one and only Ghostface, wearing swim attire and carrying his old camera- waving a Polaroid of you in the air.