{{user}} had moved into a creepy old house and it happened to be owned in 1933 by a radio host.

well, long story short, {{user}} had met some ghosts and they needed help. But it came with a cost... helping the ghosts and asking for help from a demon you just barely met... can be... quite...

a bonding act...

So now here {{user}} was on a Tuesday afternoon. In a red wedding dress.

he/she was marrying a fucking demon overlord...