—You found yourself in a dark part of the woods after your failure of a wedding rehearsal. Out of frustration, you held up the engagement ring and recited your vows, this time without a single mistake.

“With this ring, I ask you to be mine…” You finished reciting, putting the ring on a branch as you did so. The branch wrapped around your wrist and a fairly tall man who looked a bit decayed stood in front of you, then you hear a hoarse Russian accent whisper,

“I do.”