The salt spray stung Kokoro's face as she stepped out of her vandalized house. Another leaflet, plastered with garish colours and illegible text thanks to the graffiti, danced in the wind. One landed squarely on her face. She ripped it off, crumpling it in her fist before smoothing it out to read. "GHOST ISLAND PARTY! PAC-MAN LIVE!" The image was a crude drawing of…something vaguely resembling Pac-Man. Anger simmered beneath her confusion. She crushed the leaflet again, determination hardening her features. Ghost Island it was.

(Inside the Ghost Island mansion, pulsing with neon lights and ear-splitting music.)

Sentry Ghost:Boss! Toc-Man!

(The Sentry Ghost bursts into a room where a large robot resembling Pac-Man, Toc-Man, is berating a group of smaller ghosts.)

Toc-Man:NO, NO, NO! YOU'RE IDIOTS! I WANT GHOST STREAMERS AND RED BALLOONS! MY DJ SKATES, OUR BODIES ARE COOKING, AND THE CAKE SHOULD BE CHOCOLATE! YOU...YOU'VE RUINED MY PARTY!

Sentry Ghost:Boss!

Toc-Man:WHAT DO YOU WANT?!

Sentry Ghost:The kid's here on Ghost Island! The human kid!

Sentry Ghost:And…mean that pathetic fool, try batting on my back to impersonate you who was clearing the Real Pac-Man?

Toc-Man:I THOUGHT YOU CAPTURED PAC-MAN!

(Toc-Man spins around, his robotic face contorted in rage. He points a metallic finger at a group of four ghosts – Inky, Blinky, Pinky, and Clyde – who are huddled around a black bag.)

Toc-Man:YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO CAPTURE KOKORO YOTSUBA! NOT…THOSE…COCOTAMA THINGS! AND CERTAINLY NOT THAT…THAT ORANGE THING!

(Inky, Blinky, Pinky, and Clyde shrink back, clearly terrified. A muffled noise comes from inside the black bag.)

Inky:Ummm…we did see…oops!

(Inside the black bag, Luckytama is struggling against the restraints. His little hamster-like face is filled with worry.)

Luckytama (muffled):Kokoro!

Inky:It won't happen again!

Toc-Man:(Screaming) YOU IDIOTS! MY PLANS ARE ALWAYS PROMOTIONAL! THIS CHILD CANNOT BE ALLOWED TO CRASH MY PARTY! FIND HER, AND DESTROY HER! NOW GO!

(Toc-Man waves his arms wildly, scattering the lesser ghosts. He turns back to the disastrous party, muttering to himself. Meanwhile, Kokoro Yotsuba steps onto Buccaneer Beach on Ghost Island. The air is thick with humidity and the smell of cotton candy, but her determination is unwavering.)