Rise from the Dead

The matter with the identity had been clearly explained. In the vast banquet hall, the atmosphere returned to its previous harmony. The earlier fright of the guests now gave way to a collective hearty laugh. "I knew it. The God of War Lucille is already dead. Her body was even examined back then. I doubt she could rise from the dead." "Hear, hear. But what a scare we had." "No wonder. I was wondering why Mr. Stewart, who used to love Lucille with his whole being, suddenly wanted to get married. Turns out he found a replacement who looked exactly like her." "Now that you mention it, they really do look alike. If I hadn't known that the girl from the Jules family was dead, I would have almost thought that they were the same person!" "Not to worry, not to worry, this is nothing booze can't solve." The voices gradually subsided. Despite being visually impaired, Lucille's hearing became more acute. She caught the sounds and movements around her and revealed a sarcastic smile. This was the f