Okay, I´m not Philippus Marcius.

I´ve visited the Lenin mausoleum in Moscow this year.

The guards standing in the corners...a long dark corridor, I mean dark. I couldn´t see the steps. I had to grab myself and enter a high chamber.

I saw the mummy.
It was incredibly young looking, I think they must have skinned a younger man the last time they were slapping on his full-thickness bi-annual skin grafts, to go along with the perservatives they pump into him every 2 weeks to keep him fresh as a semi-decayed daisy.

I was incredibly happy when I saw day light.


>>quite a few were kidnaped and raised by dingoes

Maybe the dingo got yer Pompey ?!?

But Scarier still is Caesar's daughter Julia in Pharsalia, Book III:

Then his wearied frame
Sank in the arms of sleep. But Julia's shape,
In mournful guise, dread horror on her brow,
Rose through the gaping earth, and from her tomb
Erect, in form as of a Fury spake:
"Driven from Elysian fields and from the plains
The blest inhabit, when the war began,
I dwell in Stygian darkness where abide
The souls of all the guilty. There I saw
Th' Eumenides with torches in their hands
Prepared against thy battles; and the fleets
Which by the ferryman of the flaming stream
Were made to bear thy dead: while Hell itself
Relaxed its punishments; the sisters three
With busy fingers all their needful task
Could scarce accomplish, and the threads of fate
Dropped from their weary hands. With me thy wife,
Thou, Magnus, leddest happy triumphs home:
New wedlock brings new luck. Thy concubine,
Whose star brings all her mighty husbands ill,
Cornelia, weds in thee a breathing tomb.
Through wars and oceans let her cling to thee
So long as I may break thy nightly rest:
No moment left thee for her love, but all
By night to me, by day to Caesar given.
Me not the oblivious banks of Lethe's stream
Have made forgetful; and the kings of death
Have suffered me to join thee; in mid fight
I will be with thee, and my haunting ghost
Remind thee Caesar's daughter was thy spouse.
Thy sword kills not our pledges; civil war
Shall make thee wholly mine."