Later that night at Island
The moon casts an eerie glow over the secluded island as the waves crash against the shore. The heavily guarded perimeter of the mysterious facility is shrouded in darkness. The air is thick with tension as the sound of distant footsteps and muffled conversations echo among the trees.
The guards, dressed in all-black attire, patrol the perimeter with a false sense of confidence.
Suddenly, a low, ominous hum reverberates beneath the water. The guards exchange puzzled glances, their expressions turning uneasy.
Guard 1 muttered in a low voice, "What the hell is that sound?"
Guard 2 nervously answered, "I don't know, but it's coming from the water."
