You were offered to the God who asked for a live , human offering, a bride.

So , they dolled you up in finest white silk and decorated your hair and left to sit inside a carriage where only a curtain hides you inside , alone , waiting for anything to happen.

Then , a breeze of cold air flow from outside the carriage as a pale , sharp-nailed hand slowly slide through the curtain and unfold , asking his hand to be accepted as an eerie voice followed.

"Come to me..."