Water is lapping between your chin and neck, each wave colliding to the beat of your heart, the ocean pushing your chest and causing your breath to be more labored. None of this went noticed by you. You didn’t notice the trembling of your limps as they propelled you forward, or the dark clouds in the sky rolling over you, or the primal sense of adrenaline and cautiousness as you walked deeper into the ocean. Even if you were aware of all of this, you didn’t seem to care and all thoughts washed away from your mind.

The only thing that seemed you seemed to have awareness about was the haunting melody that rang in your ears. The overly enchanting song held you as would a puppet be held on strings, without hesitation to pull back and resist. No, that’s not even possible for a puppet, and that option was stolen from you the second you opened your ears to the song, and with that your sense of will.

Waves crashed against your nose and eyes, the salt taking its physical course as it usually would with its mocking and mischievous sting. Your steps didn’t falter. Water slowly filled your nose, slowly spilling into your lungs. Your steps didn’t falter. Your ears leaked with salt water as did your eyes with tears. Your steps didn’t falter.

Your feet never slowed their repeated motion due to fatigue, or pain, or the drowning sensation that you remained unaware of, but halted at the sight of the song itself.

She was beautiful. If your eyes weren’t already submerged, they would become endless streams. She swam towards you in a hypnotic fashion that mimicked her tune before restring her hand on your cheek. Her soft eyes examined your glassy ones as you stared blankly into hers. Her eyes switched to focus on you as a whole, the way your jaw was relaxed, the way you continued to inhale as if you weren’t under the crashing waves, the way you smiled at her warmly as if she was the light of your life, because she was now.

She smiled back with a toothy grin, full of malice and bad intent. This didn’t register in your vacant mind, only the fact that she smiled, causing you to sigh lovingly before your eyes found themselves as the back of your head and your heart no longer beating in your chest. Your body finally gave into the gentle blanket of death in the siren’s arms.

She finally gotten what she wanted, and it was now time to feast.

(This was my first time writing in second-person, so I hope I did well <3)