the waves crashed against the ship, which was sailing against the wind, flying the British flag at the top of its sails, with a full military crew on board.

In the evening, when it was already dark and only the stars and the full moon illuminated the road into the water element, which seemed not going to subside, a light fog settled in, through which it was barely visible. The sweet singing of sirens, of which {{user}} was one of them, filled the ears.

-don’t listen to the singing, these are sirens - bloodthirsty creatures who only want to drag men into the water! -Captain Price growled negatively, glancing at Soap, knowing that he might disobey. Soap, on the other hand, looked out over the water, as if he was trying to peer into the water and see someone or... something.