"Stop" an elderly voice cautioned them,
A woman in her mid fifties appeared and stood in front of James.
"Nanny" James carefully uttered, he was shocked to see her,
"Nice to meet you James, if it were under good circumstances I would have given you a warm hug but it's not" she looked at him with disgust written all over her face.
"You are alive" James stared wildly at her, she was right in front of him flesh and blood, moving like a living soul.
"How is that even possible" he thought.
"As you can see" she took a seat and faced him looking straight into his eyes if he could find a hint that he was dreaming.
"Why are you doing this to me" he asked, he had never done anything to offend her to deserve such treatment.
"You got yourself into this mess, you should have just stayed in Rome
