I was at a summer camp to become a better spy.
For the most part it was your typical kid spy movie. But at times, like at bosses, it would turn into an 8 bit videogame. Also, I had a gun. I shot a colonel to get the files behind his desk. This did poorly for my stealth score, but I didn't have time to wait it out.
It is raining so I put on a big yellow Pancho then crab walked across four lanes of traffic and into an arcade. At a big Gumby game, I waited to hand off the folder. My stealth was too low to be carrying it.
After this I wasted time playing in a bubble room that exists in a Children's Museum I visited often as a kid.
When it seemed safe to travel back, I ducked out and made my way across the street and into the camp bus. A bright yellow school bus for spycamp. They were playing around and having fun in the bus, like typical highschoolers. I was thoroughly disappointed with my team and demanded many details on the success of the mission. Finally someone handed me the manila envelope I had worked so hard for and frowned at me for spoiling their fun.
Short. The brightest memories were the weird scene after shooting the colonel and walking weirdly in yellow garb.

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