TinyNightmares

-The Woeful Wedding-

We opened the box and saw a confusing sight, there was just another note. "Really?" I said annoyed. "Well, read it!" Ben said, a little on edge after James's death. I picked up the note and read it aloud. "Hello, if you are reading this then you have killed the beast from the basement. And my guess is that someone has been killed by the creature as well. Now, as shocking as this may sound, I need you to kill more evil, this house is overflowing with it. I invited you all here because I was too old to kill the evil in this house, I could only contain it. That was where you came in, if you don't kill all the evil in the house, with no one left to contain it, the evil will spread and kill hundreds of thousands of people. Now, by the end of this, chances are only one or two of you will be left standing. And believe me, I feel terrible doing this, but it's the only way. If you do kill the evil in the house, as a reward, all your deceased friends will be brought back to life. I wish you good luck, as for the next evil, this photo should help you find the first clue." I finished reading. We all gasped in shock, there were more things to kill? And more of us were going to die? Could this night get any worse?

"That means we can save James!" Sierra said, her hope spreading through us all. "Only if we kill all the evil, if we don't, not just James will be gone, way, way more of us will be joining him." Ben said being a buzzkill. Sierra frowned and looked the other way. "Well, if we wanna get out of here, lets just look for this next clue." Bridgette said picking up the photo from the box. The photo was of a married couple, they looked extremely miserable, with giant frowns on their faces. They looked like they were at the alter where they were getting married, the wife wearing a huge white dress. In the background was something sinister to say the least, there was a graveyard, with all the names of her previous husbands on each. "Well that's terrifying." Bridgette said after she studied the photo. We all had a look and had one of two expressions, what the heck or that is really creepy. The last to look at the photo was Bentham, he only had to look at it for half a second to know where we need to go.

"Follow me." Bentham said. We all followed him without question, we thought he knew where he was going, and he did. We wondered through the halls until we got to the entrance to the garden, it was lush and beautiful, with flowers growing here and there. "Before we go out there I need to tell you what we're doing. That woman in the photo is named Mary Ardenwood, she married hundreds of men, but never found her 'type' and ended up murdering every husband she had. That husband in the photo is the last one she had, and they got married at this very estate. Only two days later we had to bury the husband with the thirty three others. Mary was a vicious killer who even died at the place she first married, people say she still roams around the garden, looking for new husbands to brutally murder." Bentham said. "She is one crazy lady!" Laura said. "Yes, very crazy." Bentham replied. "So I need you to stay close because I'm pretty sure she's the next evil we have to banish. If you see her, run." Bentham said while opening the door to the garden.

We all continued to follow Bentham through the garden, everyone very nervous after hearing about Mary Ardenwood, but we just had to keep going. We turned around a corner and saw probably the most disturbing sight of the whole night, there was thirty four graves, each with the names of each husband unscripted on the front. "That is so messed up!" I screamed. "I think I'm going to throw up." Jake claimed while covering his mouth. "Just follow me and none of you will die, yet." Bentham said trying to reassure us, but it wasn't working.

We all huddled around the photo once again to check what we were meant to look for, I noticed a little tree in the photo with a note hanging off it with a rope tied around it. "Wait, I think I've found something." I said while walking over to the tree. And there it was, the note. All of us cheered, but not too loud, cautious of the ghost bride wandering through the garden. I pulled the note of the tree and untied the rope around it, ready to read our next clue.