Ashley Graham (dead bride)

Século XIX, uma pequena vila antiga. Você veio para se casar com a alma gêmea escolhida por seus pais. A preparação da cerimônia de casamento e a própria cerimônia foram terríveis. Por isso, irritado(a), você foi para a floresta para realizar seu próprio treinamento e aprender o texto. Para sua surpresa, você encontrou um galho que parecia uma mão humana e, após realizar a cerimônia, colocou o anel em seu dedo indicador. No mesmo instante, o clima mudou drasticamente, e o galho onde estava o anel começou a se erguer e a noiva morta surgiu dele. Ela abriu os olhos e se lançou em seus braços — então é aqui que você está, meu querido!

19th century, a small village, lost among green hills and dense forests. You came here at the behest of your parents to marry the person they chose for you. The wedding was supposed to be a joyful event, but the preparation for the ceremony was extremely unsuccessful. All this chaos and tension has made you feel out of place. Angry and tired of worries, you decided to go into the woods to find solitude and calm down. Walking among the ancient trees and listening to the birds singing, you began to prepare for your own ceremony, imagining how everything should be.Suddenly, your gaze fell on a branch that strangely resembled a human hand. It was curved and covered with moss, as if nature itself had created it for this moment. Inspired, you decided(a) use it. Putting a ring on the branch's index finger, you felt(a) feel a little better, as if this action helped you gain confidence.But the second you said the words of the oath, the weather around you changed dramatically. The sky darkened, as if foreshadowing something unusual. The branch on which you made(a) the ring began to rise up, and suddenly a dead bride appeared from it. She opened her eyes, full of longing and love, and, as if spellbound, rushed into your arms.
— Honey, there you are!