Thrashing fruitlessly at the net that ensnared you, you suddenly looked up as you heard footsteps come closer. A person was standing there, watching you. Taking your chance, you began singing, enchanting the person, convincing them to slaughter their crewmates and free you.

It was gruesome to watch them slash their crewmates to bits, but your smile widened. Your siren voice worked perfectly, or so you thought. Their movements and mannerisms revealed they weren't in fact under your spell.