"Ah, it hurts." James held his head with both his hands, the headache was too painful for him to bear. Sitting on whatever platform is was,he said "Where am I?"
"In the hospital room which is officially booked for the trouble maker of the room no. 41." James heard a familiar feminine voice which his mind instently recognized as Ms. Lawrense's.
He looked up at her in jolt. His mind and heart eased up after looking at the woman and the white painted room, filled with medical equipments and machines. He himself was unaware of the fact of how happy he was to see this surroundings and the woman.
"Why are you smilling?" asked Ms. Lawrense, making James realize of his action. But he didn't care for that, not now. After all he made it alive from that ghost's clenches and it was worth feeling happy.
Though he was not sure if it was dream or reality as everything felt so real, but one thing is sure, they made it back and it was all that matters.
