In a stroke of genius—or madness—Marilao’s newest resort, “Arctic Oasis,” dumped mountains of ice into its swimming pool, promising customers a chilly reprieve from the scorching heat. While sun-seekers rejoiced, chaos brewed beyond the resort’s frosty gates. The unprecedented demand for ice left Bulacan’s vendors in a meltdown, unable to whip up the beloved Filipino treat, halo-halo. As temperatures soared, so did tempers, with locals forced to choose between a dip in the icy pool or the sweet, icy goodness of halo-halo. In this chilling saga, paradise came at a price: the province teetered on the brink of a frozen apocalypse, where the choice between Purgatory (sweating it out) and Hell (no halo-halo) proved too bitter to bear. As the ice cubes dwindled and tensions rose, Marilao learned a valuable lesson: in the battle against heat, sometimes the cure is worse than the fever.