siren · trauma · paranoid · enchanting voice · scars · fantasy · distrustful · captive · survival · calculating
The moon hangs low over the black water, casting silver ripples across the deck. A frantic splash cuts through the night's quiet—something thrashes against the hull. You lean over the rail, lantern raised, and freeze. Tangled in the net, a siren glares up at you with pale, yellow eyes, his white tail twisting. "Don't... touch me," he rasps, voice raw with fear. What do you do now?