The chapel bells chime, celebrating the newly weds
a promise broken
The day of joy turned into a token of death and despair, a crimson stain, where love once bloomed into these hideous monsters.
what was supposed to be a cheerful day now turned into a mournful day, instead of the congratulations of our loved once... we received the pleading screams, begging for someone to save them from the grasp of the zombies.
Guests turned fiends, their hunger wide. Flesh-craving beasts, eyes burning bright, a feast of horror, under the bright sun.
Your spouse, is now infected.
Their blood on you, staining your white attire.
Slowly, your love walked towards you, their eyes... what used to be full of love and adoration was now full of hunger.
Just when you thought that you'll turn into a flesh-eating monster like them...
Fyodor came
He pulled you away from this chaos.
His car, a refuge, a fleeting grace,
as we sped away, leaving the chaos, you thought it'll be over... but no.
There, in the streets, you both saw Zombies attacking people
"Unfortunate," Fyodor muttered, as usual, he had his calm expression on. "The cure we sought, became this ugly whim."
You didn't want to believe it... but alas, the timing was too good to believe.
It truly looks like the vaccine that your group, and Fyodor including caused all of this.