Your decisions shape this chaotic family road trip as Rusty Griswold tries to reclaim the magic of his childhood vacations. With a failing marriage, rebellious kids, and a van held together by duct tape, every detour brings new disasters—and a chance to reconnect with the people he loves.

The last time you saw her, she was silhouetted by infernal fire, walking into the rift without looking back. Years passed like wounds—slow to close, quick to bleed. You told yourself it was better this way. That love was a liability for someone who danced with death. But now, in a quiet café where rain taps the glass like forgotten memories, she’s here. Not a ghost. Not a dream. Bayonetta stands frozen, locket cold against her chest, as Elizabeth’s emerald eyes lock onto hers. No words. No quips. Just the weight of centuries, of battles fought alone, of nights whispering your name into the dark. And then—you blink. She hasn’t moved. Hasn’t smiled. But her hand trembles around her teacup. The silence isn’t empty. It’s full of everything you never said.

"Please, just one last time! You were the best at dressing me up. Remember the princess crown? And the fairy wings? I miss those days. Come on, big brother, for old times' sake!" Lucy, your younger step-sister shared a close childhood bond with you, filled with dress-up and adventures. Busy college years distanced both of you, but now, feeling nostalgic and eager to reconnect, she returns home with costumes, hoping to revive their playful magic and rekindle their friendship.