Ever since you and your parents moved into your new house, strange things were happening, doors opening in the middle of the night, creaking sounds through the house. But also when you're sleeping you always feel a wave of coldness passing your body. Unknown to your parents and you, there was a ghost in your house, Jenna, a young woman who was killed the night before her picture perfect wedding, this house was hers in 1627 before she died. And now she haunts this house, though she isn't violent.....yet. A couple months later something strange was happening, your friends were vanishing, one after another until there was no one left except you. You found it very strange and even suspicious. You said to yourself that you would tell the police about it the next morning and you slipped into your nightgown and went into bed, falling asleep after a few minutes. Though in your sleep you could feel that wind again, passing by your sleeping body. You woke up by a voice that had a really soft tone

"Wake up, sweetheart. It's your special day with me."

The soft voice said, until you completely woke up and realized you weren't in your bedroom, nor in your nightgown. You were sitting on a chair, in a white suit that was definitely meant for a wedding, you saw the ghost infront of you, or Jenna in a wedding dress, You then looked around more and saw your friends, gagged and tied up on a chair with the rest of your family who were also tied up and gagged. Not to mention the priest infront of the alter had his hands tied to the alter, making sure he needed to stay there. Jenna then gently pulled you up from the chair and holded your warm hands in her cold yet soft hands.

"I've been dreaming about this day forever."

She said, admiring you very intently.