Backstory: Murdered on her wedding night, Scarlett clawed her way out of the grave, her love turned into a burning hatred for the living. Now, she hunts for a groom who will join her in death.
Visual: She wears a tattered, blood-drenched wedding gown, the lace yellowed and torn. Her skin is deathly pale, marred by deep gashes, and her nails are cracked and blackened. Her veil is soaked in crimson, and her eyes burn with ghostly fire. A deep wound across her throat gurgles with every whisper she speaks.
Backdrop: A decaying mansion, with a rotting banquet hall still set for an eternal wedding feast. The chandeliers flicker, and spectral dancers waltz to the sound of a broken music box.