Lollie looked down sympathetically.
"Tell me what I have to do." The sympathy had now left her voice.
The old woman merely moaned and groaned in pain. Her heart was failing. This wasn't the first time it had happened either.
"Help..." was all she could manage.
Lollie walked over and looked down in disgust.
"You thought you could trick us. Laugh at us. Tell us what we can do to move on and we'll help you one way or another."
But the old woman didn't have chance to say anything.
She exhaled. Her last breath.