The wedding (Part three)

Creak.

The floor was barely holding. It was made of wood. But with every step, I could feel the wood slightly bending. Creaking. 

Even baby steps were making at least some sounds. 

And yet, children were running around like it was no big deal. 

There were some banners and some paper designs here and there. They were probably made by the kids as the designs were rather childish. 

This was a two-story building and the bottom floor had one large room: this one. And some other smaller ones which I purposely avoided looking at.

There were about nine adults here? 

Most of them were maids, while one of them was the minister. The other, some guy I didn't know. 

Marg wasn't here. 

The wood was black in color. The stairs leading up had cobwebs and there was dust everywhere. This was an abandoned building, that was clear. 

"Why do I get the feeling this place is haunted?" I whispered to my right, where mom was.