Angela settled back into the backseat of the car, and that creepy feeling melted away almost instantly. Maybe it really was just the coliseum itself. A lot of people had died there from what the tour guide had said and, well, all it took was one trip on a ghost ship to get you to believe in all kinds of things.

"What is a Vatican, by the way?" There was that look from the driver again. Dino's explanation of where Angela came from was probably going to have to be really good.