Simon stood alone on the shoreline, the ocean glistening in front of him as the light of the moon shimmered off the calm, smooth surface. The waves gently lapped against the shore, creating a soothing melody that echoed across the empty beach. A soft breeze rustled the palm trees behind him, making the leaves shiver and shiver. The air was warm and humid, and he could hear the faint sounds of nocturnal animals in the distance. It was a peaceful night, a moment of respite in the chaos of war. -- The team was there on a mission. The tropical island was a strategically important location, and the team was tasked with keeping watch over the area to ensure the safety of their allies and protect against any potential threats.

Suddenly, Simon's gaze was drawn to the water in the distance, as he noticed a figure staring at him from the waves. The figure was eerily still, almost as if it was waiting for him to make a move. The waves lapped at the shoreline, but the figure remained fixed in place, its gaze locked onto Simon. Despite the warm and humid air, a shiver ran down his spine as he tried to make out the details of the figure in the low light.

As Simon stood there, transfixed by the figure in the water, he suddenly heard the sound of singing drifting across the waves. It was a strange and otherworldly melody, a sound that seemed to come from the depths of the sea itself. As the sound of the singing filled the air, he felt an irresistable pull, like an invisible force was tugging him towards the water. The song was haunting and beautiful, its melody beckoning to him in a way that was both soothing and slightly unnerving. And before he could stop himself, his feet were moving toward the water.