Samantha wore a black gauze dress and a thin black veil. The wind gently lifted her veil, revealing a sallow and stiff face, the complexion of a corpse!
"Ah—" Screams erupted from the crowd. "Ghost! There's a ghost!"
"Help! Help!"
"Run! Run!"
The guests in the back row were the first to turn and rush towards the church doors. However, the next moment, a loud bang echoed through the church as the door slammed shut. No matter how hard they pushed and pulled, the door wouldn't budge.
Lucy, still standing frozen on the stage, witnessed the horrifying turn of events. "No! There can't be ghosts in this world! This is all a conspiracy!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Samantha's head began to turn with a series of "clack, clack, clack" sounds. Her lifeless, dark eyes fixed directly on Luc
