The Monster of the Corpse Bride

Chapter 2

Immediately, Victor tilts his head, watches the window at the bottom of the road with apprehension, and immediately notices Mayhew riding in a carriage away from his father's store to take him to the Everglot mansion, which was right across the road. Victor meticulously felt, causing his keen instinct, that it was time to get ready to go to the mansion while the wedding rehearsal began a few minutes in a row.

Victor winced when Mayhew started coughing terribly again. The man swore that it was from the fact that the driver was constantly smoking from his sewn scars, which can be seen through his bodies. Victor vividly recalled the causes of Mayhew's death, which happened about two years ago, when he was still seventeen, instead, Mayhew was a living person, but on one occasion when he died desperately, he actually accidentally suffocated when a piece of tobacco powder got stuck in his throat, which is why he tried in disbelief to smoke for the last moment, one hour a night since he and his father and nameless mad scientists, two of his father's acquaintances, brought the dead body of the carriage driver to an underground lab after the morning funeral to begin the necessary inventions to catch lightning through to an immovable body that would actually bring life back. And from now on, at the end of the scientists' experiment, but the father's request, everything turned out so much better, instead Victor looked intently that Mayhew's hand began to move slowly, and fortunately the revived driver eventually returned to his life as before. To revive Mayhew, at the request of his parents, this case has already been resolved, but unfortunately, he, on the contrary, gradually coughed which dissipated smoke through the lightning strike from his empty, organless void.
But just let him forcibly throw out of these bad things on the death of his carriage driver, and turn to another case, related to the wedding plan.

However, as Victor tilted his head wider toward the front door of the mansion, his plum-shaped head mother came in with a fan in her hand as she left the mansion, his benevolent father slowly closing it behind her, holding a dead fox in his arms so that he could gently place it on her shoulder, so that she could not freeze on a cool street so that she could not spoil a healthy mood from a weak illness. Victor heard that his parents had attached to the conversation while they were watching the weather which was a beautiful day, and now the planning of his wedding tomorrow, because it was a little twisted by his nervousness, he always knew it was time to visit a humble family, but he will not be ready so that he will clumsily arrange something unexpected mess, because otherwise the bride's parents will be greatly disappointed by what he imagined would happen before. As he watched his mother, which she goes to the carriage, but stopped frantically, she stared at the muddy puddle on the lower steps. Instead, ragdoll Mayhew took off his apron and put them on instead to give his mistress a better go there, satisfied with the clarity.
It lasted half a second when Mrs. Van Dort slammed the old hat off Mayhew's head and replaced it with a new luxurious dark top hat to impress the Everglots. At that moment, the married couple began to put up a billboard to make the carriage perfect. After that, when they had already done the carriage cleaning, Ms. Van Dort was the first to enter the carriage, making it a dangerous tilt to the side, the wheels creaked when the poor fragile woman got stuck. Only then did the young man hear his mother's voice, which allows him to cling to his ears.

"Blimey! It's my dress is caught!" She exclaimed suddenly, apparently her husband and her carriage driver were trying to help her push inside when the young man grimaced and turned his head from the place in the window above. His mother was a great woman, but she never recognized it by weight. "It's not me. It's my dress is caught. Where is Victor? We might be late!"

Victor sighed, laid out his book of sketches, left the room and reluctantly went down the stairs to the carriage. He went inside them, began his short journey through the square, heard the sound of a horse, Victor looked out the window with horror and nervousness as he approached the house of the Everglot.