I stared at Victoria wondering what the hell happened. "We have to tell mother about this." Victoria sputtered. "What? No, she'll think we are insane!" She took my hands. "Alice, we have to try." Soon our mother was in my room. "It's true mother!" Victoria stressed. I pointed to where Victor had been standing. "Victor is married to a dead woman, dammit! I saw her, a corpse! Standing right next to Victor!" my mother looked at me. "Victor was in your room?!" my mother demand."We have to help him!" Victoria wheedled."Fetch them straight jackets!They have gone mad!"my mother shrieked. She left, locking the door behind her.  I walked over to the glass door. "Get a blanket from of my bed and tie it to the balcony." We climbed down. It was pouring and we were getting soaked. The blanket ripped and I fell, unharmed. Then we ran. We ran until we were at the church. We banged on the door. Pastor Galswells opened it. "The Everglot girls? What are you doing at this hour?" Victoria quivered "Pastor Galswells, we need to ask you something," "This is most irregular," he croaked as he started to close the door. "I beg of you!" I pushed the door open."You are the only one who knows what happens when people die." I pleaded. "What do you want?" he responded. "It is a bride we are worried about," Victoria fretted. "Which is why we must know: can the living marry the dead?" I fidgeted "What on earth are you talking about?" he sputtered "Please, it's Victor. He's married to a corpse!"Victoria cried.  "There must be some way to undo what has been done!" I exclaimed. "Hmm. I believe I know what to do. Come with me."

                               20 minutes later

Pastor Galswells had a firm grip on us and knocked on our door. My mother opened it. "Alice! Victoria!" "These children are speaking in tongues of unholy alliances! They have gone crazy!" I broke free from his grip."It's not true!" "Let me go!" Victoria urged. My mother grabbed us both.    "Thank you Pastor." and she closed the door. "Lock them up in their rooms! Make sure they never escape!" she ordered Emil. He pulled us up the stairs. "No! Let us go!" I shrieked. "Mother, father! Please!" Victoria begged. "Seal the doors and bar the windows!" Mother declared. "He needs our help!" I cried. We were both pulled into my room. I heard my mother and father talking while being dragged upstairs. "What shall we do Finis?" "We will continue as planned, with, or without Victor."