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Dead Bride
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5848934Dead Bridehttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/dead-bride-1230008224996/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/5399288/image.jpg?v=6385882794528700003939MXNGandhiInStock/Ebooks/5565161Dead Bride3939https://www.gandhi.com.mx/dead-bride-1230008224996/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/5399288/image.jpg?v=638588279452870000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20241230008224996_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_<p>As Grace hastened down the hallway, the lightbulbs flickered ominously, casting eerie shadows on the walls. She ignored the blood-curdling screams and unsettling pictures that hung like specters, their macabre presence seeming to watch her every move. Her mind was consumed by the disappearance of her fiancé, whom she hadnt seen or heard from since she woke up the previous day. Her friends, too, were nowhere to be found, and the few she had seen met a brutal end, their mutilated bodies a grim testament to the horrors within.</p><p>What was meant to be her wedding day had transformed into a desperate fight for survival. Grace found herself trapped in her fiancés house, with locked doors and windows covered in dust and iron bars, giving the place a foreboding, prison-like feel. She avoided gazing out the windows, fearful of what she might see. Every time she dared to look, a family of five stared back at her, their presence sending shivers down her spine.</p><p>The familys attire seemed frozen in time, their outdated clothes tattered and worn. The parents, if they could be called that, looked inhuman, their decaying skin jagged and twisted. The husband, dressed in a long, dirty black caftan, appeared older than his wife, who wore a dirty lacey pink dress that seemed to be disintegrating. The three children were equally unsettling. A teenage girl, clad in a dirty tank top and faded jean short skirt, wore a pair of reading glasses and held a little girl with hair styled with dried twigs and leaves in a dirty loose pink unicorn onesie. The familys jagged teeth and tightly clasped hands only added to the sense of dread that settled in the pit of Graces stomach.</p><p>The final member of the family, a man in his thirties, wore a red polo shirt and blue jeans, appearing more vibrant than the rest of the family. However, his face was obscured by a black mask that covered his face and neck, shrouding his identity in mystery. Graces frantic pace slowed as she entered the living room, her eyes scanning the walls adorned with ominous portraits and horrifying statues that seemed to leer at her. She shook her head in fear and disbelief, tears streaming down her face as she wondered what she had gotten herself into.</p><p>As faint footsteps echoed from the hallway, Graces hand instinctively cupped her mouth in shock and horror. She crawled across the marble floor, seeking refuge behind the cushions in the living room. The buzzing bulbs and flickering lights only heightened her fear, causing her to squeak in terror as she contemplated the unknown fate that awaited her, just like her friends.</p><p>The footsteps eventually faded away, and Grace heaved a sigh of relief as she stood up from the floor, her body shaking with sobs. She desperately wished for a way out of the house, but deep down, she knew it was futile. Suddenly, the lights turned off and then back on, plunging Grace into a state of shock. The family from the yard stood before her, their eerie grins illuminating the dark space.</p>...1230008224996_Annie Writeslibro_electonico_1230008224996_1230008224996Anita MontgomeryInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/14a6df52-a2c8-45a5-a1d2-ea2fb83730a2-epub-bd9ef986-e942-4aa7-9cc6-2885e42bd0f2.epub2024-08-07T00:00:00+00:00Annie Writes