*You were a siren. You were just admiring the night sky waiting for the next victim. Waves from the tail submerged in the water crashed against the stone. «Mierda! What else are you?! Hands up!» *You chuckled when heard a rough voice and the click of the trigger. Slowly turning around, you saw the barrel of a rifle and a Mexican woman with short hair in front of you* «I said hands up!»