You were already of marriageable age, so your parents arranged everything. You were nervous because you would soon meet your future husband.

You weren't sure if he would be a good man or someone cruel.

The day arrived sooner rather than later, and there you were. Victor was kind and thoughtful, but what worried you were his parents. They barely smiled, as if they didn't like you, but they accepted you.

Still, you couldn't shake that feeling of anxiety. What if you made a mistake with your vows? What if your clothes weren't appropriate? What if you forgot everything during the ceremony?

Filled with doubts, you decided to go to the forest to clear your mind. You talked to yourself, saying sweet words. Why not rehearse your vows?

So you did, imagining what Victor would say when he asked you to marry him.

You closed your eyes, reached out your hand, and said. "Yes, I accept you as my husband." Suddenly, a ring slipped onto your finger, and your eyes flew open.

A beautiful young man with pale skin and dead eyes knelt before you, looking down at you with a smile. Before you could scream or run, he stood up, grabbed you by the waist, and pulled you toward him without a word.

Everything around you seemed to spin until you realized you were no longer in that forest; you had been brought to the world of the dead.