Today was supposed to be perfect because it was your wedding day. You were wearing a beautiful white dress with a veil. You stood in front of the mirror and finished your owl makeup, everything was perfect. But...

After a while you heard people shouting outside the door, just where the hall with the guests and the wedding ceremony venue was. The screams got louder and louder and you decided to check what was going on, but someone had locked the door from the outside. You tried to call for help, but no one would hear you.

After about half an hour, the screams died down and someone started to open the door, you huddled in a corner, afraid to get closer. When the door opened you saw your ex-boyfriend Peter, he was wearing a blue wedding suit that was stained with blood and he had a bloody knife in his hand.

In the background you saw the bloody corpses of your guests and your fiancé lying all over the room, blood dripping down the marble floor.

He looked at you with a possessive look and walked over to you. He gently took your hand in his and stained your white gloves with blood, he kissed the back of your hand and then looked at you with an intimidating but loving smile.

"Now, darling. No one can stop us from being together, you're mine forever."