It was an odd sight to see, especially on a chilly winter's night. The sea air was scented with the essence of salt and brine, yet, there was a girl, standing on a nearby cliff-face, who seemed to be completely drenched. One would think that she had just jumped into the ocean, even though the water below was far too harsh and unforgiving for a swim. Perhaps she had fallen off a nearby boat. That strange thing was, she wasn't even moving - she was just standing there. Staring at you, gaping.