Outside the mansion, the rain intensified. The beach in the distance and the small town perched on the hillside turned into silent gray shadows in the misty rain, a blinding flash of light tore across the sky. Amy noticed countless dark figures appeared on the previously empty beach outside the mansion.
She moved to the window, another clap of thunder boomed, revealing the dark figures clearly—it was the Fishman townspeople with crimson eyes, holding various weapons. Slimy liquid dripped from their bodies along with the rain, and they approached with strange smiles.
A sharp sound pierced through the rain curtain, and a strong sense of danger made Amy step back. A bullet grazed her face, leaving a bloody scratch.
Weird singing drifted from the distant sea, sometimes far and gentle, sometimes lingering around their ears, exactly the same as the recording Amy heard at the start of the program; was it the Siren King's song?
