"Wow, my house had the keys to both telekinesis and the ability to see the future!" Josh proclaimed "…Why haven't I found this before?"

Liv looked through her goggles at Josh.

"Wow! Look at that, Liv! That's amazing!" Josh was pointing at an object Liv couldn't see in her vision. She turned her head, but the vision ended before she could see what it was.

"Well, that's inconvenient, isn't it?" Liv set down her goggles in annoyance.

"Yeah—I saw it too—somehow." Jacques said. "It didn't look like it was in this house."

This was true. The vision from the goggles wasn't set in Josh's house, but rather an old, run down, wooden shack—the boards that formed the ceiling eaten through, and somewhat crumbling under the weight it had to support. The roof leaked, and there were numerous holes in the walls.

"I wonder where it is, though." Josh pondered aloud, and began to think.

Liv held her megaphone up to her ear, speaker end first, so no one yelled at her while she was listening.

"I wonder if I should tell Liv that that's the old barn I used to use for a hiding place…Nah, she'll feel better if she figures it out herself." Josh thought's came in as clear as if he were talking.

Liv gasped. "You used a desolate barn, all the way in the middle of nowhere for hide-and-seek?" She gasped again, louder this time. "You never told me about it?" Again she gasped, the loudest of all, grabbing Josh by the shoulders and shaking him vigorously. "IS THERE SOMETHING IN THERE THAT WOULD GIVE ME ANOTHER POWER?"

"Perhaps…" Josh admitted, a little bit embarrassed, but he didn't have time to be—letting out a short started gasp of his own as Liv pulled him by the arm, running out of the house, Jacques tailing behind.

"Come on! Let's GO!" Liv screamed with excitement, nearly dragging Josh along the dirt road which led up to his house.

"But—" Josh stopped to wipe the dust off his face "—but you don't know where the barn is!"

Liv stopped cold in her tracks, letting go of Josh's hand. He stood up, wiped the dust off his clothes the best he could, and held her hand again, smiling at her.

"The barn—"he said, with a small sigh "—is on the other side of town. It's almost nightfall now—there's no way we'll make it there in time."

"You know," Liv said, turning towards Jacques. "You've been quiet most of this chapter. Are you hiding something from us?"

"No…" Jacques said, but there was something in his voice that made Liv think he was lying. Again, she held her megaphone up to her ear.

"If I don't think about the plane, there's no way she'll ever know about it. Wait—son of a—"

"Plane? What plane?" Liv set down her megaphone, inquiring in her most threatening tone of voice, letting go of Josh's hand to step forward towards Jacques.

"A—after all that time I spent playing that new PS3 version of Sonic Adventure—" Jacques timidly began.

"Goddamn high-definition remakes." Josh mumbled under his breath.

"—I decided it'd be cool if I built a plane of my own!" Jacques finished, as Liv raised her fist.

"Oh, you did, did you?" Josh stepped forward as well, so the three of them stood in a group. "Yeah, it's cool that you built the thing, but how well can you fly it?"

"Not very well, honestly." Jacques admitted.

"Good enough for me!" Knowing where the workshop was ahead of time, due to sneaking around beforehand, Josh ran off in the general direction.

Soon enough, the three of them got there, but night had fallen, and it was getting dangerous to be out alone.

"Ladies first." Josh was always somewhat of a gentleman.

Liv stepped forward, but Josh held his arm out to stop her. "I didn't mean you." He eyed Jacques, and, with glaring intensity (pun time yay) Jacques stepped inside.

"I, uh—probably wouldn't stand there." Josh motioned as both he and Liv stepped back.

Suddenly, a green gas cloud flew up from the workshop, with the most deafening sound of passing gas you would have ever heard.

"Ugh! Damn!" Josh waved the gas cloud away "I planted that there and I can't believe how bad that smells!"

"Real mature." Jacques walked out of the workshop, squinting his eyes over the smell.

Eventually, the three of them found the plane, thankfully parked away from the gas explosion, and landed relatively safely at the barn. Inside, the three of them scrounged around the various desolate hay bales until Josh uncovered something hidden inside one of them.

"Agh! I think I cut my finger!" He looked deeper inside the haystack. "Wait, this isn't a needle…it's just the sharp edge of—ha!"

Josh held up an old, rustly film reel, and threw it to Liv. "Catch!"

Liv caught the throw, and once again, the purple aura surrounded her. Within seconds, her body collapsed, and, from her suddenly cold corpse, her spirit rose up.

"Ha!" It said—it was Liv's voice, but a bit lower-pitched than usual—"I am the spirit of Olivia—and night is the time when I rule the world!"

"Yay, end of chapter conflict!" I said excitedly.

And I was right.