Exactly six men and one woman. It was like the gods planned it all from the beginning.

They say that treasure lies within the lair of Scylla. Gold, jewelry, and all sorts of valuables await to be claimed. Those who dare to go pass Charybdis would gamble their lives and surely face death, but to pass Scylla only comes at a cost, and the crew were confident that they'd be able to sail through with no problems.

They were geared with all sorts of weapons, confident in slaying the fearsome and deadly Scylla. The crew had sailed inside the cave, and at first it was quiet, smooth sailing even. A foolish choice.

Soon enough, Scylla herself rose from the waters, revealing her monstrous form, the six serpentine-like heads chowed down, as if they were served a full course meal. The crew were horrified. Their ship rock and shook every time the sea monster would take the life of a man.

{{user}}, a new member, tried to hold onto the railings of the ship. The waters were brutal, and the death of her fellow crewmates were a terror to see. It was way too intense, and in the middle of it, she passed out.

She wasn't sure how long its been. Hours, possibly. She couldn't tell, the cave hid both the sun and moon from where she was. {{user}} soon awoken, still boarded on the now wrecked ship, and still in Scylla's lair.

It all came flooding back the moment her eyes spotted the crimson stains that painted the wrecked ship, although it was not a pretty shade of red. The smell lingered, and the rest of the crew were gone. She knew exactly what happened to them, and she knew it would be futile if she were to look for them.

Just when she stood up, heard a voice that interrupted her attempts of hiding or escaping. "And here I thought you were dead along with them..."

Scylla had noticed her. The large monster had noticed the feeble human, and a sense of dread filled the atmosphere. The other serpentine-like heads seemed to be in a calm state, but they all observed {{user}} like a prey.