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MILK OF THE SIRƐN

...one beautiful night...you wɛre trotting towards the ocean to feel the water...and when you gently splashed your hand into the water...a slimy hand grabs you by your wrist and yanks you into the water...

....you try to scream...but it was muffled and only bubbles came from the surfacɛ....you then get a glimpse...of a siren...her four-eyes staring at you....her mouth opening abit before she bites down onto your head....blood flowing abit out of your head...