Siren Paralysis

I felt it reaching out, straight into my mind.

I couldn't control it, such long talons morphing to become one with the crevasses of my brain.

She could see each morbid thought passing through my mind, each idea of escape. Pain, similar to a screwdriver through a skull.

Why am I not in control of myself?

She looked at me, eyes empty. A void, a sold soul.

Her screech was like no other, it was not aloud, it just pierced my mind.

I feel that she is suffering too.

Here I am paralyzed.

There is nothing scarier than losing control.