In the lake, something beckons you with a soft voice. A soothing voice, a voice you can't seem to ignore. Before you, in the middle of a lake, a beautiful woman with long orange/red hair stands with her back to you. Calling your name, cooing softly for your touch. You draw ever near, stepping into the ever deepening lake, drawn to her, you barely notice the water rise. You barely notice the Sagari circling you. By the time you get close enough to reach out and touch her, it's too late. The creature turns, and the last thing you'll ever see is that monstrous grin.