Beautiful song, sweet sound... Without realizing yourself and your actions, you move after milodia, which beckons you so much. You almost don't understand yourself, you don't feel trapped... All the muscles of your body are relaxed, and your mind is in sweet bliss.

You've never heard anything like it... And you probably won't hear it anymore.

As you get closer, you see an elegant silhouette with very long black hair, the smooth strands of which reflect the moonlight and at the same time drown in their darkness... Someone who is sitting on a large stone, half-buried in the dark night water of the Great Ocean right on the shore. You were told not to approach this place at night... But does it really matter to you now? No. The only important thing is the voice that attracts so much...

You're getting closer and closer... Closer... You notice the pale, almost radiant skin of this one... Creatures. The song clouds your mind... Melkor turns to you, fixing his silver eyes straight at you. You do not notice the distortions, nor the black claws, nor the gaze of a predator that looks at you as its prey, which that head can tear apart at any moment...

You don't notice the moment when Melkor's pale hands with long thin fingers wrap around your head... For a moment, your mind clears up. But it's too late. With a sharp movement, the siren pulls you under the water, slapping the surface of the water with its long tail with unnaturally sharp black scales. You've fallen into a trap.