Run, Little Siren.

The Ghost:

She is mine.

My little siren.

I was hooked from the very first moment, drawn in like a moth to her flame. I watch her, protect her, with everything I have. It's a compulsion I cant resist, no matter how hard I try. Her pull on me is otherworldly and she isn't even aware of it. The things I will do for her, the lengths I will go to have her.

Nothing and no one will stand in my way.

The Siren:

My life has been a tragic disaster for as long as I can remember. That is until my parents go missing and I can finally start living my own life. The thought is overwhelming. Pulling myself from the protective fog I've cloaked myself in proves more difficult than I ever imagined. Is it even worth the fight? To emerge from the safety my own mind offers and face the real world. One night changes everything and suddenly I don't have a say in the matter.