Once again, Annette was in what looked to be a kind of church. Unlike the churches she witnessed Ox-Head in, however, this one was far brighter and not invoking general coldness of religion.
In fact, the overall atmosphere promised a rather joyous occasion, if not a rather obvious one. It was clear from who was present as well.
This time, Annette saw a slightly older-looking Dennis standing at the altar, sweating profusely.
His worry seemed to be stemming from his mother literally holding a shotgun to his head. Standing next to him, it looked to be clear why this was happening.
Silver didn’t exactly look the part of the blushing bride. Despite efforts to make her wedding dress as concealing as possible, her pregnant belly still stuck out in front of her.
“How about that,” Annette couldn’t help but quip. “Shark was attending his parents’ wedding.”
She then kept silent as the pastor droned on about love and eternal companionship. It was obvious he was only saying it all for show, and was probably waiting for it to all be over with himself.
At least several times during the speech, Marigold cocked her shotgun and poked the barrel at her son’s head. It certainly didn’t help Dennis when it came time to repeat after the pastor.
Eventually, the agonizing part of the wedding was over, or so it seemed. Right when the pastor introduced Dennis and Silver as “Mr. and Mrs. Racket”, Annette heard an all too familiar voice hollering away.
Annette then watched as a slightly younger Bill burst into the sanctuary while driving a golf cart, like he often did back in his universe.
It was a sight to behold as Bill drove through the sanctuary, while the wedding guests tried running out of the way. Somehow Bill didn’t get any splinters in his eyes as he ran into nearly all the pews.
“Oh, dear…” Annette couldn’t help but facepalm as he now began driving circles in the middle of the area, before heading straight to the altar.
In a moment of protectiveness, Dennis quickly led Silver out of the way, while having his arm draped over her belly. Even back then, he looked to protect his child at all costs.
The pastor was not so lucky. Right after the newly married couple got out of the way, the man was crushed between the golf cart and the altar. The impact looked to have killed him instantly.
Bill didn’t appear to have noticed he just murdered a man, and proceeded to jump out and roll about on the floor.
“How did he get away with all that?” Annette didn’t learn this, as the scene was changing at that point. Now, instead of a bright and cheery church scene, there was a dark and cold building. But this time, it wasn’t the warehouse.
“Oh, now where am I? I swear I know where this place is, but…” Her answer was right behind her, in the form of a pained shriek. It felt like she couldn’t turn around fast enough.
The stark contrast between Silver on her wedding day and now was quite noticeable. She hadn’t aged too well, and alcohol had a very prominent role in this.
This wasn’t the worst thing about the scenario, however. Instead, that happened to be seeing Shark with a knife in his stomach. A few feet away, Sinbad and Dennis were tied up and forced to watch this happening.
“Oh, that’s it! You’re going down!” Sinbad hollered at Silver.
Silver then called Sinbad a disease-riddled weasel, and stabbed Shark in the chest. Once more, Shark cried out in pain.
“Mom, stop!” Shark told his mother in a shaky voice.
“Stop? You want me to stop? Then tell me you miss me.” Silver then let go of the knife and grabbed his face with a crazed expression. “Say you miss me! Say you miss Mommy!”
Annette was utterly mortified at watching all this. Thankfully, by this time, Sinbad had broken free of his bonds and tackled Silver.
The next few moments seemed to go by in a fuzzy blur. All Annette could focus on now was Dennis going to Shark, pleading with him not to die.
And then the scene ended there. When she got back to the room, Annette took a glance at the nearest picture.
It depicted Dennis and Shark, with their arms around each other’s shoulders, while apparently at the beach. Both of them had big smiles on their faces as they were standing for whoever was running the camera, presumably Blaise.
Annette couldn’t help but smile a bit herself as she looked at the picture. She almost couldn’t bear to look away from it, but knew she had to do so.
Once she did, she saw Dennis’ spirit waiting for her, arms crossed in a rather joking manner.
Annette snorted a bit before saying the line. “You know her sins, now give your verdict.” Dennis, like the others, gave the thumbs down when he pulled one of his arms out from their crossed positions.
When he vanished, Annette took one last look at the picture, and continued through the now open next door.