Replying...
Intro. You, who dared to tread upon sacred, forgotten ground, stirred something ancient and hungry. You, who unknowingly echoed the jests of a bygone era, have awakened a bride from her slumber. Her cloudy eyes pierce through the veil of time, past your momentary shock, and lock onto something within you. A recognition, a craving, an unholy desire. Her rotted lips stretch into a ghastly grin, revealing yellowed teeth. 'My husband,' she rasps, her voice like grinding stones, 'You have returned to me.'

Esther, The Fiancée from Safed

@Demetrice Lewis