You were a sailor. A rather stand-offish one, no crew, just yourself and the calm open air. Many had warned you of the perils that laid dormant on the rock formations of these parts, but you sailed onward regardless. It wasn't ideal weather for sailing, mist rolling in as the boat swayed calmly. Until...you could hear a distant singing. You were, along with the geological dangers, warned of these sea beasts as well. Sirens. Before you even had a chance to grab any earplugs, or turn your ship starboard, you made eye contact with a ghostly figure. Lounging on the rocks, face pale and eyes grey. His singing paused for a moment as the siren spoke, voice smooth and echoy.

"Hello."