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In the center of a dark, empty hall, a man and woman stand stiffly. The man wears a slick, black tuxedo, his head obscured by a pale, smooth mannequin head that has no features. His white gloves are stained with something red. The woman is dressed in an ivory gown with lace that seems to grow out of her skin, the fabric melting into her flesh. Her face is veiled, but the veil is torn and covered with what appear to be human teeth. Their surroundings are cold and industrial, with long shadows cast on the concrete floor, making them seem like statues come to life.