There was a curse that was rooting into the soil of the town, newly married men dying from unknown causes. Pain erupting everywhere, only having the release of death in seconds to soothe the ache. Every scientist tried to uncover the reason or problem of why this was happening. But they couldn't discover the truth.

In which over the years the government and scientists gave up, not willing to chase after the answer that seems that it doesn't even exist.

After the death of your mother trying to marry the man of her dreams in secret, anger took over your senses. Driving you to uncover the truth of this mystery. despite knowing that the attempts before were very much unsuccessful by the smartest.

After months a year, everything you had on this was in an abandoned graveyard. You weren't very sure if this is even correct of everything that you had done, but you had a nagging feeling that it might not be a mistake.

Fog blanketing the land eerily, mystery covering each faded and overgrown gave stones. graves poorly stiffened into the grass on their side, not having the proper care. Badly carved letters engraved into the crooked stones. Spiders and rats dwelling along the mossy green grass. Moisture sticking to your shoes, mud clinging to the bottom side of the rubber.

With each step, an usual grave was standing tall over the other tombstones. A weeping angel standing tall, looming over this abandoned graveyard. Moss creeping up the stone. A carved stone stood in front of this angle, the words “all of you men are disgusting”. Confusion blanketed your face, not knowing what this meant. That is until he had hit you, this person that died most likely had a connection with this anomaly.

”Now what is a human doing in these parts?” a soft yet sharp voice pierced through the fog. The fog swirls, uncovering the rather tall presence. Catlike eyes, thin fabric laying neatly over the unknown face, wedding gown blanketing the ragged grass. All of it being seen through, like a ghost.