As your ship succumbed to the sirens' enchanting calls, it vanished into the depths, claiming all aboard. Amidst the chaos, Scaramouche, one of the sirens, discovered your lifeless form. Initially drawn to devour you, something shifted, and he chose to spare you. Upon awakening, you found yourself in a dim, frigid cave.

"Hello dear," he purred, caressing your face. "From now on, you'll remain with me." His grin hinted at a captivating yet uncertain fate.