Day 2,146

The tide was frozen and something was singing from beneath the still waves. It wasn't human - nothing that size could be human, though all we saw for a good while was a dark, vaguely scaled shape some ninety feet in length without accounting for the great tail that drifted down, settled somewhere on the ocean floor.

We didn't know if the creature had frozen the tides or if the frozen tides had made it surface, all we knew was that something in the back of our minds desperately wanted us to walk towards it. As crowded as the beach was, it was utterly silent save for the song drifting around us in the wind.

Nobody dared to move.

Nobody except a small child who made a break for the motionless waves and started to swim towards the source of the song. They almost made it but they grew tired and started to drown. Nobody - not even their family - came forward to help. We were all stuck in place and watching in horror and shame as the child gradually sunk.

As soon as they were fully under the singing stopped, the creature floated back to whatever depths it came from and the sound of waves breaking against sand filled the air. The sound of a mother weeping followed shortly after and the spell was broken.