"You made me this way..." Syria said in a seductive voice as she wrapped her arms around Calder's broad chest. "You trained me to bend to your every whim..." She said as she brought her lips to his ear. Calder shivered as her warm breath danced on his ear. "You wanted this more then I did..." She continued as she stuck out her long, snake like tongue and licked the side of his face.
"Syria?" Calder gasped. Something was wrong, he felt cold and lifeless. He looked down to wear Syria's hands were but her hands were warped and eerily long. Worse yet he was standing completely naked in a shallow pool of water. He brought up his gaze and looked around, he paled, everything else was blacked out while Syria looked more like a ghost then an actual person.