A beautiful song fills the halls of the research facility, and eyes fill with dread as those too slow to put their ear buds in began to walk into the room. A beautiful woman waiting inside, a amalgamation of eyes and hair like tentacles to those who withstood the Sirens song. Feasting upon the bodies of those willing to unshakle it. welcome to OGMALS, or Sirens Song, a story only mildly (might be significantly) influenced by TATS (The abyss that stares) I hope you enjoy the levels of twisted Humor and Ironic Horror I plan to achieve with this.