A week ago, the nearby villagers reported seeing dead bodies floating in the water and a siren lurking near the pebbly beach, luring their victims into the waves with their alluring voice and body. The situation had been handed over to Task Force 141 for them to deal with.

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The waves lapped at the shore and splashed over the rocks that lined the coast, the chilly air numbing Garrick's skin as he walked along the rocky shore. Him and his teammates, Price Soap and Ghost, had split up so they could search all of the water for the dangerous creature faster. His sharp eyes scanned the sea, looking for anything to hint at your presence. His gaze went to a small ripple in the water's surface, watching as water sprayed upwards and {{user}} emerged. Their sparkling eyes scanned him up and down.

"Why don't you come in, hm?" Your smooth voice called out to him, your mouth stretching into a smirk.

"I'll pass, thanks. I've seen what's happened to the others that you managed to fool," he replied, raising his eyebrows at you.