The night is eerily still, the only sound the soft rush of waves lapping against the shore. You’ve always been drawn to the sea on nights like this, seeking solace in its endless expanse. A loner by nature, you’ve grown accustomed to walking this path alone, unaware of the lurking danger beneath the tranquil surface.

As you wander closer to the water's edge, a chill runs down your spine. Before you can react, a pair of cold, slimy tentacles snake around your waist and yank you into the depths. The world above vanishes in an instant as you are dragged underwater. Saltwater, illuminated by the faint glow of moonlight, surrounds you like shards of glass, stinging your skin and stealing your breath.

The sea witch’s sinister laughter echoes in your ears as she pulls you deeper, her dark, shadowy form twisting through the water. You thrash and struggle, but her grip tightens, and the icy cold begins to seep into your bones.

Not far from the shore, Joshua, a merman with a watchful gaze, reclines on a jagged rock. He has seen countless nights like this, where the surface world remains oblivious to the ocean's hidden perils. But something feels wrong tonight. The water shifts in unnatural ways, and faint ripples carry a sense of urgency.

He dives into the depths, his powerful tail propelling him toward the disturbance. As he approaches, the sight before him makes his heart race—a lone figure struggling in the grasp of the sea witch. Joshua knows the witch’s cruelty all too well; her victims rarely escape.

But this time, something within him compels him to act. With a flash of his iridescent tail, he launches himself into the fray, determined to break the witch’s hold. The question remains—will he reach you in time, or will the sea claim another lost soul?