''There's no way for me to convince you, right?'' Luna asked.
''I can tell you the same thing! Hahaha.'' Maybe agreeing to marry this bastard was Luna's fatal life choice.
Entering the world's biggest coffin (the creepy building), shit was empty. As everything is outside of Hometown and the out lands. There was no proof it was ever used; They found themselves in a cement box. No walls, no rests of furniture. Only two giant holes: One that connected to the adjacent building, the other one being partially covered by an upper part of the street. Maybe it was a trap after all.
''Welcome to our new home.'' The husband blurted out, expanding his arms in the nothingness of the musty box.
''Our what?'' Luna was in utter disbelief, perplexed; Bamboozled.