"La la la laaaaa, la la la laaaaa ..." the siren continued to sing, as its tentacles slid across the ground and wrapped around Tate's body.
Tate didn't see the creature for it was, however. All he saw was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen singing a beautiful melody to him.
When in reality, the creature wasn't even a woman at all, but rather an ugly demonic creature with over eight tentacles, which were used to drain energy from its prey.
Tate could feel his "life force" being drained away, but he was so content by the siren's deception that he didn't care.
The siren sneered with delight. It hadn't had a meal like this in centuries.
