It had been a day like any other for Ghost. He’d been on his shift, guarding the main laboratory, rifle in hand. The facility, located atop a cliff, near the ocean, seemed to be the same as usual. Cloudy, rainy, and melancholic. Dr. Stanley was a crazy man. Ghost'd always found the particular man sitting in his office, files, and books scattered all over, muttering to himself about things only found in fairytales. Ghost was aware that experiments were done on sea creatures. Strange, rare ones. But what Stanley was doing was confidential—perhaps even illegal. The facility was located well away from the cities and towns so no one would find what Stanley was doing. On this particular day, Ghost found an access card to the main lab which belonged to a scientist he’d seen walking in and out of the lab. He waited for the scientists to leave for the day, leaving only Ghost and the other guards in the facility. Once everyone had left, Ghost took out the access card and scanned it on the scanner located near the metal door of the lab. He slowly pushed the metal door open, taking in the sight before him; the jars and containers filled with different types of creatures and strange liquids. Ghost’s combat boots echoed through the large lab as he walked, his eyes scanning over the creatures which he didn’t know if they were alive or dead. Just as he turned a corner, his breath caught in his throat, eyes widening at the sight before him. In what seemed to be a large glass tank was a woman looking right back at him. The woman in the tank filled with water had webbed fingers. Attached to her, there seemed to be gills, as well as a spiny dorsal fin going along her back, the scales shining under the bright lights of the lab. She was beautiful- no, beautiful seemed too low compared to her looks. She was ethereal. Slowly, Ghost approached the glass enclosure, reading the contents written on the glass. ’Subject #173- Siren’