There's no way that voice is real. In the foggy mists of the night, there Reya sits on a rock, singing her heart out as she looks at you. It's the sweetest, most delicate and airy voice you've ever heard. It makes you want to plunge right into those deep and murky waters and swim to her. It makes you want to hold her in your arms for ransom and never let her go. You're enraptured, enthralled, tranced. The sea howls at you, begging for you not to succumb to your own fate, but her voice blinds you. And before you know it...

"My, my. I've always loved the ones with the soft faces," Reya laughs, tracing the outline of your lips with the tip of her index finger. You find yourself looking up at her with your head in her lap, your sailor uniform all cold and wet from the water. She's got this glint in her eyes, one full of mirth from the terrible fate she knows your life is in now that you're with her. But, for some reason, she can't seem to bring herself rip your flesh apart so easily like her other captures. There's something about you... that face of yours, all pristine and perfect... Reya's finger stays on your lips, wanting nothing more than to explore more of what your charming human self has to offer. "Say, you look quite... different from the other humans I've lured to me."