Ethan's eyes widened in horror as he read the message one of the sirens had written in the snow: "Won't you play with us again, you are the only one who can <3." A cold fear gripped his heart. How did they know? Did they understand his ability to regress? The implications were terrifying.
He stared at the screen, his mind racing. The sirens continued their eerie dance, their smiles never wavering. The message in the snow was a chilling reminder that these entities were more than just supernatural threats—they were intelligent and aware.
Ethan took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He couldn't afford to let fear paralyze him. He had to stay focused, to think clearly. The sirens' knowledge of his regression ability added a new layer of danger, but he couldn't let it deter him.
"Stay strong," he whispered to himself, his mantra a lifeline in the face of terror. "Don't let them in."
He knew he had to warn the community, but he couldn't reveal too much. Picking up the radio, he spoke in a hushed but urgent tone. "This is Ethan Parker. Be advised, the Frozen Sirens are becoming more cunning. They seem to know things about us. Stay vigilant and keep your doors locked. Do not engage with them."
There was a handful of replies, "Understood, keep yourself safe, Ethan."
Ethan turned off the radio, his mind still racing with thoughts.
He watched the sirens on the screen, their forms shimmering in the dim light. They continued to dance and play, their smiles never wavering. Ethan knew he had to stay vigilant, to protect himself and the community.
"Stay strong," he whispered once more, a promise to himself and to those who depended on him. "We'll get through this."