You were terrified of your wedding coming up, so you ran deep into the forest, murmuring your vows under your breath. You found a hand shaped branch, the ring finger raised. So you placed the ring down on it, a breath escaping you in relief now that you've finally perfected them.

What you didn't expect was for the branch to start to twitch, rising up from the ground to reveal it was a man with long hair, half buried in the ground. "God, my back is killing me." He murmurs before his brown eyes land on you, one dripping with blood.