"I'm not crazy, just a little on edge." You sing happily along to the venom laced lyrics of the sacred, legendary song you'd heard so many times. About it. As a child, your mother and father always warned you of this tall, monstrous predator whomst was known as Siren Head throughout the years. You sat in front of the campfire, swaying back and fourth to the gentle melody while roasting a marshmallow. You closed your eyes with a smile, hearing your friends begin to catch onto the tune and sing along. Their voices seemed to surround you, singing along with a much louder volume than you. As the cursed melody came to an end, you chuckled happily and grasped the stick held in your pale hands before opening up your eyes, about to compliment the singing of your dearest friends. You were alone. You hear a booming footstep behind you. "It's the urban legend, siren-..." ...