Victor saw Scraps standing in front of the Ball and Socket Lounge with Emily's bouquet in his mouth. Victor sighed relieved that he had finally found her. He had been looking for her this whole time. Scraps came up to him and dropped the dead flowers in front of him.

He bent down, picked up Emily's bouquet, and walked into the building.

As he descended the stairs, he heard Emily plinking sadly on the piano in the room. He hadn't known she could play piano. Victor loved playing the piano. Victor felt himself smiling. The kept seeming less and less different every second.

Victor walked up beside her.

"I…think you dropped this." He said handing the bouquet to her.

She ignored him and kept playing her sad tune with her bony hand. He put the bouquet on the red cushion piano top. He turned away from her hating to see her face to sad. He turned back to her.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I lied to you about wanting to see my parents."

Emily still ignored him.

Victor sat down on the piano bench next to her and played a little happy tune.

Emily looked at him still angry and then began to play her sad piano song again.

Victor waited for her to finish then played a longer, happier note.

She looked at him briefly, still mad and put her smooth blue hand up and played a deep, sad melody with two hands.

Victor played a faster and lighter tune. He looked over to Emily who had her hand on her chin and her other hand resting on the piano. He could tell she was still mad at him.

He started playing again and looked over to Emily who still ignored him. She started playing again and this time Emily joined in. It was not a sad tune like she had been playing before. It was a happier tune this time.

Victor looked over to her, smiled to her and she smiled back.

Her skeleton hand then snapped off and 'walked' across the piano and it the same to keys a bunch of time before crawling up his arm, then walking across his shoulder. He lifted his right arm as it walked onto it and jumped around happily. He took it off his forearm and held it in his hand.

"Pardon my enthusiasm." Emily giggled.

"I like your enthusiasm." He said reattaching her hand to her arm. They stared deeply into each others eyes, holding hands.

Someone started ringing a loud bell and they both turned to see what it was going on.

"New arrival! New arrival!" Ms. Plum yelled.

Corpses and skeletons filled the room in seconds. He saw Ms. Plum pushing people aside as she made her way to a man in an orange coat yelling "Welcoming committee! Coming through! Coming through!" she got up to him and patted his hand and said "My name is Plum, Ms. Plum."

The man looked familiar. What a minute…no it could be…

"Mayhew…" Victor said to himself.

He quickly got up from his seat and walked over to him while saying. "Mayhew! It's so nice to see-"he stopped because he saw as Mayhew turned around that he was also dead.

"I'm so sorry." Victor said.

"Oh, yeah, actually though, I feel great." He said taking in a deep breath. He then realized that Victor was here, not dead and his eye's widened in shock.

"Victor? How are you here…what happened to you? You're not dead so how can you be here…"

"It's a long story Mayhew…"

"You should be back in the land of the living. You've probably been trying to get home…Maybe Elder Gutknecht can help you…" he said taking Victor's wrist as he started to walk to the door, but Victor pulled his wrist back and said "But I don't want to go home."

Mayhew's jaw dropped as he stood there dumbfounded.

"What do you mean you don't want to go home? Doesn't this place freak you out? Why do you want to stay here?"

Victor looked over at Emily who was watching him and she smiled. He smiled back at her.

"I fell in love." Victor replied still smiling at Emily.

"You fell in love with a corpse!"

"Yes." Victor answered not taking his eyes off Emily.

"Victor, the clumsy, shy guy who practically faints every time he talks to someone, fell in love with a corpse?"

"I love her Mayhew." Victor said turning back to him.

Mayhew sighed "Sorry for blowing up like that, it's just not something you would do."

"I know. I was shocked myself too. Wait, how is everyone?"

"Well there still wondering where you slipped off to. Oh and…uh…Miss. Victoria…"

"Yes?"

"Well, she's getting married this evening."

"Her parents finally let her marry him?" He asked.

Mayhew looked confused and said "Huh? Her parents are the one who picked him out. She is very upset I heard."

"Who is she marrying?"

"Some, wealthy, new comer. Lord somebody-or-other."

"What? But…"

"Yeah with you gone and all…I guess they didn't want to waste the cake." Mayhew said pathetically laughing.

He walked away slowly deep in thought.

"Victor? Where are you going?" Emily said though he didn't hear her since he was lost in thought.