Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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A siren was spotted last night not to long ago, some men had knocked you out and you had been faint for the entirety of that night, until..
You heard a knocking, you slowly open your eyes and see a man standing before you. You had been placed in a glass box-like enclosure with water in it.
"So you are the siren that has been causing the group's much of it's troubles, hm?" Fyodor said, looking at you intently through the glass. Was he a pirate? His attire didn't seem exactly.. fitting.