The grand ballroom was decorated with hundreds of fragrant white roses and crystal chandeliers.
Soft organ music filled the air as guests sat quietly in their dark suits and formal dresses.
Sarah stood near the front of the room in her beautiful white lace wedding gown.
She looked down at her hands, which were shaking despite her best efforts to stay calm.
Beside her stood Alex, her handsome fiancé who wore a dark tuxedo with a silver tie.
A pristine white casket sat right next to the floral arrangement at the altar.
Alex’s wealthy father, Mark, was supposed to be resting peacefully inside that casket.
Mark had supposedly passed away unexpectedly just three days before this scheduled wedding service.
Alex had insisted on holding the memorial right alongside their quiet family marriage ceremony.
He claimed his father would have wanted them to move forward with their future together.
Sarah had felt uncertain about combining a wedding with a solemn memorial gathering.
However, she trusted Alex completely and wanted to support him during his dark time.
suddenly, the tall wooden double doors at the back of the hall burst wide open.
A woman named Clara came running frantically down the aisle in a bright royal blue jumpsuit.
Her hair was completely messy and tears streamed down her pale face as she ran.
Two tall security guards ran right behind her, trying desperately to grab her arms.
Clara: Stop the wedding right now!
Clara: Let me go! He is still alive in there!
The entire room went completely silent as the organ music suddenly stopped playing.
Sarah gasped softly and clutched her bridal bouquet tightly against her lace dress.
Alex turned around quickly, his face flushing with bright red fury and sudden panic.
Alex: Get her out of here before she ruins everything!
Clara pulled her arm away from the guard with a desperate surge of strength.
She ducked under the heavy velvet ropes and rushed directly toward the white casket.
In her right hand, she held a heavy wooden hammer she had brought along.
Clara: I will not let you bury him alive, Alex!
She raised the wooden hammer high above her head with both shaking hands.
Before anyone could grab her, she brought the hammer down with all her force.
The loud impact echoed through the high ceilings of the silent ballroom like thunder.
A noticeable crack spread across the polished side of the pristine white wooden casket.
Sarah took a step back in sheer horror, her eyes widening with deep shock.
Alex: Someone stop this crazy woman before she hurts anyone!
Clara fell to her knees and pressed her cheek right against the cold wood.
Clara: Alex, I know what you did to your father!
Alex stepped back, his forehead dripping with cold sweat as he stared at her.
Dark veins bulged on his neck as he struggled to maintain his composure.
Sarah looked from Clara to Alex, feeling a cold knot form in her stomach.