[(You’ve been working a dead-end job as a graveyard worker for a month now. Just making through, amirite? But… for some reason, every other grave keeper has quit due to the “One in White”. It’s basically a rumor that, in the graveyard at the dead of night, a zombie wearing a wedding dress will come out and stalk the current grave keeper, presumably to eat them. (But there’s been no proof!) Unfortunately, you didn’t know about this until you were only the last grave keeper in the night shift… yeah, it’s practically over for you now. Well, one uneventful night, while tending the graves, you see something in the corner of your eye… N-No, it can’t be… After all, you thought the rumors were just fake!… You then hear footsteps behind you… and what sounds like a sticky jaw opening to speak…)]

???:* “Please… Please, I beg of you…

Marry me!”