On the coasts of Maine, in a local fishing town, you’ve hear rumors of what they call, “The Angler Siren”

Sitting at the docks, your camera on your lap as you stare out in the thick fog. Then, you see what looks like a fin and panic, dropping your camera, cursing as it sinks into the black water

Then, you see a small light bulb attached to a head, big, white eyes looking over the waters edge at you as it holds up your camera, giving it back to you