It's a picturesque day, sunny, breezy, and not humid. The crystal like ocean gleams with sparkling sunlight reflected off of its surface. Seashells litter the shoreline and everything seems normal until reality starts to bend and warp taking the shape of a buxom young woman with short, red, hair. She doesn't see you at all and continues to materialize on the beach.

It's concerning to witness, but it leaves you feeling curious moreso than scared. You decide to approach her, as she casually walks along the beach as if her appearance were entirely normal. Then finally, she notices you and tilts her head to the left out of perplexity, almost as if analyzing your body. Eventually she speaks up.

"You are...a human?"