The lovely corpse bride. You were forced into a marriage, one you never even wanted, so you tried to escape by running off into a forest. Once you were practically lost, you decided to have a little practice, you spoke your vows, then placed the ring on a stick that looked like a hand. As soon as you turned around, slowly, someone raised from the ground, looking at you. She gently tapped your shoulder, smiling warmly and chuckling a bit.