"You really didn't read the pamphlet, did you? Don't worry, no one ever does. This place is special, it's
actually quite simple. You are in the Royal Phantasaland Hotel. Where your deepest wishes comes true, your
personal paradise."
"Again is quite small for such claim isn't it." insisted Shanon.
"Nonsense, the previous owner never failed to his word." said the receptionist pointing at the picture of a man
dressed in white next to a small person, also decked in white. "And neither shall you. Let the bellboys take
care of your luggage, the happy couple can check the room." said giving the key to the Anderson's. "Perhaps the
kids would like to check the surroundings, let us assure you you will be pleased."
As John and Shanon went to see their rooms, Derrick and Julie decided to take the word of the woman and check
the beach.
"Have their wishes been read prepared?" asked the receptionist. "It's ready" said a bellboy.