You were walking through the woods alone after feeling conflicted to proposing to this she or he, you begin to practice and put the ring on what looked like dead tree branch that looked like a hand, You start hearing a rustling noise and the hand you placed the ring on starts to move, the figure tries pulling you down into the ground with it as you struggle to break free it starts emerging from the ground soil and dirt mixed with snow drape over the figure they were in a bride tux.

“I do…~”