The trio had just reached town when Liv finally caught up and was in-step with Wade and Carly.

"Damn...well I feel like a real asshole," Wade admitted.

"I don't care, that guy was a freak," Carly smirked as she trotted beside him

Liv made a face at her sister. "Hey, he wasn't that bad. He was just a little different."

Carly snorted. "Of course you would say that. You're too nice sometimes."

Liv sighed, but didn't say anything in response. She heard the truck rev, and she looked back down the hill to see that the stranger was leaving. She felt bad for him, since he really did seem like a nice guy to her. She walked on by herself as Wade and Carly started skipping ahead, laughing to themselves.

"Slow down, sweetie," Wade grinned as Carly walked quickly through town.

Liv slowed as the couple commented on the Miss Ambrose Beauty Pageant posters, and the puppies in the pet store window, holding hands as they did so. The gas station that this Bo guy owned was up ahead, so she just went on, investigating on her own. The town seemed abandoned, like a ghost town. Yet, it was eerie and intriguing all at the same time. She had never been into horror movies of any kind, and this somewhat reminded her of one, but she wasn't scared. Her visions the night before had terrified her, but actually living through it wasn't seeming so bad. At least for the time being.

The gas station was unfortunately empty. Nobody was inside or outside. But Carly knew that they would find help at the church anyway, so she wasn't as upset about it. Carly and Wade showed up soon after she finished looking around. She listened to the soft country music playing from inside as Carly talked to someone on the phone. From the sound of it, things weren't going too well for the others either.

"They're headed back," Carly said to Liv as Wade looked around.

Liv nodded absentmindedly, following Wade's gaze to the nearby wax museum.

"Hey look, the House of Wax," Wade mused.

Carly turned to him. "Wade, what about the fan belt?" she said irritably.

Liv didn't see the point in her sister's attitude, and she and Wade both chorused "There's nobody at the station."

Carly sighed, sticking her hands in her back pockets as the trio stopped in front of the church. She thought about the man they would meet, and her heart skipped a bit of a beat. Her feet began to move on their own as her two companions kept talking.

"Why don't we ask somebody in the church?" Carly asked as she looked up at her boyfriend, not noticing that Liv was already beginning to approach it.

"Alright, alright," Wade agreed with a sigh.

The couple turned, surprised to see Liv already at the door and prepared to knock. Instead of being polite like her younger sister, Carly just walked straight past, pushing open the door with Wade. Liv sighed, especially as she realized that a funeral was going on inside. She hadn't seen that part in her vision. Now she felt bad for the guy earlier, and the handsome stranger.

He turned to look at the trio, and his eyes lingered for a few seconds longer on Liv, although nobody quite noticed.

"Oh," Carly mumbled, glancing up at Wade. "Um, we should go."

"Yeah," Wade agreed, stepping out of the church with Carly.

Both of them grabbed Liv's elbows, dragging her out with them before she could apologize and offer condolences. Liv's light green eyes met the grey of the man kneeling at the coffin, his dark hair slicked out of his eyes. He was definitely the man that had been in her visions.

"What do we do, just wait out here?" Carly asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I don't know," Wade admitted. "It's kind of messed up waiting outside a church for a funeral to end."

"Yeah, a funeral that we interrupted. We should apologize-"

Liv was cut off as the door to the church opened, the dark-haired man stepping out. He started walking straight past them, and Liv felt bad. However, Wade beat her to the punch to apologizing.

"Hey, man, sorry about walking in," Wade apologized, but got cut off himself.

"You shouldn't 've walked in," the man insisted, his voice sounding familiar to Liv. She couldn't place it, but she recognized it.

He slid a box of cigarettes out of his pocket, taking one out and placing it between his lips. Liv watched, trying to hide her distaste.

"You want one?" the man asked with a slightly sarcastic smirk.

Liv shook her head. "No, but thank you anyway. And really, we're sorry for barging in. It was wrong, especially since you must be grieving."

The man's smile turned a little bit softer at her genuine tone. "See? She's polite. I bet she would've knocked first."

Carly gave her sister a look. "She was about to..."

The man kept his eyes on Liv for a minute before Wade cleared his throat. "Yeah, I know. It's just that we have car trouble, and we're not from this town," Wade explained.

"We're actually looking for a guy named Bo, he works at the gas station," Carly added, gesturing over to the empty building.

"You found 'im."

Liv perked up a bit. Now the guy had a name to go with the face from her premonition. He noticed her posture change slightly, and gave her a curious look. Carly and Wade still looked a bit nervous, though.

"Really?" Wade asked, surprised. "Well, um...we need a fan belt. We were camping up the road-"

"A fan belt?" Bo asked, making an irritated face.

"Yeah."

"You walk in on a funeral for a fuckin' fan belt?"

Liv flinched at the tone, her excitement going back down a few notches. She didn't even know why she was so excited anyway. Carly and Wade were both silent. Even Liv herself didn't know what to say.

"Let me just dump the casket and I'll be right there," Bo said dully.

Liv watched with sad eyes as he threw his cigarette to the side.

"Look, we're sorry," Carly tried to say.

"Yeah."

Once the door shut, Carly rolled her eyes, and Liv felt rage flare up inside. She didn't bother expressing her anger, instead opting to stay by the church as Carly and Wade charged off.

"That's twice today I'm an asshole," she heard Wade mutter.

Liv sighed, since that wasn't the point. She thought that her sister and Wade could've tried just a bit harder to apologize. As she watched them go, she sat on the top step of the church's little stone porch, deciding to wait as Carly and Wade decided to head back to the road.

"Hey," Bo's voice said as soon as she stepped onto the path.

The trio hadn't heard the door open, and turned to look at him.

"I'm sorry," he admitted as Liv followed him with her eyes over to Wade and Carly. "Y'know, someone special to me passed, and I didn't mean to take it out on you."

"No, no, it's totally understandable," Carly disagreed.

Liv shot her a discrete look of disbelief.

"I reckon I'll be done here soon, and I'll meet you at the station," Bo went on.

"That'll be great if that's okay," Carly agreed readily.

Wade looked a little uncomfortable, and Liv watched Bo cautiously as he went back inside, meeting her eyes curiously for another brief moment. He shouldn't have to apologize for Carly and Wade bursting in on a funeral.

"Alright," Carly said quietly, happy with what happened.

She and Wade started leading the way, arguing quietly to themselves. They didn't seem to want Liv to overhear, so she tuned it out until they started heading up to the House of Wax.

"Wait wait, aren't we going back to the station?" Liv asked.

"We can just check out the wax museum for a bit. The funeral might take a while," Wade said.

Liv bit her lip as the couple continued on, but she let out a sigh, hurrying to follow them. She knew this wouldn't end well, but she went with them, against her best judgment. She hadn't been worried before, but the nerves were starting to settle in now as she thought about what events would happen after visiting the House of Wax.

Just one more chapter before bed. I have now gotten my chapter three back! Woo! But I've gotta get up early. Otherwise, I would probably write some more. I hope you guys are enjoying it so far.