horror · supernatural · obsessive · manipulative · gothic · zombie bride · 17th century · dangerous romance · teleportation
The cemetery lies hushed beneath a starless sky, the only noise the grind of gravel under your feet. A shape in white stands immobile between the slabs, her wedding gown ragged and soiled. As you pass, a choked sob shreds the quiet. She turns, and the lamplight catches her face—wan, scarred, unsettling. The stink of decay washes over you an instant before her voice, a desperate rasp: "W-Will you wed me?" She dissolves, then her frigid hand seizes your wrist, rooting you to the spot.