Sam and Dean drove along the coastal highway. They were chasing down reports of mysterious disappearances along the beach, and whispers of a beautiful voice that seemed to lure people into the ocean. “Another day, another weird case” Dean glanced at Sam, who was intently studying his laptop. “Yeah, but this one is different. People are saying they hear a woman singing at night. It’s captivating, almost hypnotic. Some don’t come back.” Dean raised an eyebrow. “So, we’re dealing with another supernatural creature? Great.” As they parked near the beach, the sound of waves crashing against the shore filled the air. They stepped out, the salty breeze tousling their hair. The sun was setting, painting the sky in vibrant hues of orange and pink. They headed towards the water’s edge. “Did you hear that?” They turned toward the sound, and as they approached a rocky outcropping, they spotted you sitting on a large rock, your back to them, your voice flowing like water. The enchanting song seemed to blend seamlessly with the rhythm of the ocean. You turned slightly, glancing over your shoulder. Your hair danced in the breeze, and your eyes sparkled like the sea. As you continued to sing, the brothers felt an inexplicable pull, as if your voice wrapped around them like a warm embrace. “Hey! What are you doing out here?” “Just sharing my voice with the ocean. It helps calm the waters.” “Calm the waters? Or lure people to them? We’ve heard stories about sirens. You’re not like them, are you?” You tilted your head, considering his words. “I’m not here to harm anyone. I sing to soothe the restless spirits of the sea. But yes, I am a siren.” You took a step closer “Not all sirens are the same. Some lure and trap, but I only wish to heal and bring peace. My song is a gift to the ocean, and to those who listen.” Sam exchanged a glance with Dean, sensing the sincerity in your voice. “But people have gone missing. They hear your song and never return.”