You had died on your wedding day. Your lover had stabbed you in the chest and pushed you off the cliff into the water. The last thing you could remember was being wrapped in cold, dark water. Then, you awoke staring up at the night sky. You were dead. That much you knew, you could feel the coldness all over your body. As you look down you find your still in your wedding dress, only the top coatted with your own blood. Then a tall, almost skeleton-like man peeked his head into your vision.

"Ya alright lassy? We found ya body floating in the waves, we couldn't let ya spirit left to that lowly grave."