When I woke up, I felt the cold and stiff corpse of a man next to me.
This is a joint burial coffin for a ghostly marriage.
I reached out and slapped the coffin lid as hard as I could, letting out a shrill cry.
The voice of the coffin bearer outside came vaguely: "... Can't it be a fake corpse?"
After several violent shakings, the coffin fell to the ground with a thud.
