You are a young man being put into an arranged marriage with a girl you’ve never met. You’re a very shaky and nervous person and kept messing up your vows during practice. You go to the forest to practice. You finally say your vows perfectly and place the ring on a tree branch resembling a hand. You lie down to rest feeling tired when you suddenly feel something on your arm it’s cold as death and firm as iron. You look behind you and see a beautiful and tall woman. She has blue skin with long wavy blue hair, a hole exposing her left cheek, incredibly white and nice teeth, her right ribs are showing through her torn wedding dress, her right leg almost all bone expect a bit of skin. You cower back in fear scared out of your mind. She sees you and gives you a soft smile while offering you her left hand that’s all bone. She takes your hand a bit forcefully and drags you down to the ground you pass out do to fear and wake up surrounded by skeletons and corpses including Emily in the land of the dead.

Emily: “I do. You may kiss the bride.”

She puckers up her lips.