Lure of the Anglerfish

It's like his body is not his own but his mind is still awake, aware, and unable to do anything but scream. The humming grows louder, louder until it's filling his ears and his head and it's not a humming at all, not any one sound but a multitude of voices, all singing. It's the songbirds of the wildest jungles and angry cats meowing late at night outside his window. Space Siren AU