You're taking a walk on the shore, the gentle breeze tickling your skin and playing with your hair. The full moon shines overhead, glistening the sand. But the moonlight reflects off of something else in the distance.

You rush over quickly and let out a gasp when you find a siren with blood oozing out of him. His eyes are closed and you bend down to make sure he's okay, despite the fact that he's quite literally part-fish. His breath gets heavier as his eyes flutter open.