You woodenly begin to walk toward the railing, every single part of you apprehensive.
"Where are you going?" Morkai asks, and his voice sounds strained to your ears.
You finally reach your destination and gingerly look below. The water is quiet, completely still. Light comes up to you from behind.
Your eyes dart away from the depths for a second, and you see that Morkai and Straasa have come to join you. The latter holds a torch in his hand.
"What is it?" Morkai asks. "Do you see anything?" He doesn't sound thrilled at the prospect, and frankly, neither are you.
Yet the words of the harbormaster are clanging around in your head, haunting you. The sirens only come out at night.
You look at the black above you and at the black beneath you. "I think…," you begin to say, but then you are struck with mounting dread.