Olivia watched the man flail around, a concerned look on her face for not only the man, but for Lee as well. Eventually he seemed to come to his senses and she let out a sigh of relief. He seemed better now, although she was confused as to how a person doesn't know how to breathe.<em>'Take some getting used to?,'</em>she repeated to herself. She wondered to herself what he could possibly be if he wasn't used to breathing. He mentioned he was an angel, but what sort of angel wore a black robe and handled a scythe?<em>'Oh, no..,'</em>she thought as the image of the Grim Reaper entered her mind. It was hard to process, because this man wasn't just a skeleton, he had a body. Was that because of them?<br/><br/>Her thoughts were broken as Charlie held tightly onto her and Olivia gave the girl a squeeze, trying to reassure her. The man said he didn't want to kill them, and Olivia took it for what it was. He had no reason to lie, so they were safe for the moment.<em>'Good to know our time isn't up,'</em>she thought with a sigh.<br/><br/>The other girls directed him toward a chair and water, and Olivia bit her lip. She knew he wasn't for her, but who was he for? Looking at Lee, she saw how the girl ran to him when he fell down and tried to help when she and Charlie were too scared to even enter the circle. A smile played at her lips, but this time she kept her mouth shut. If they were meant for each other then love would find a way. Instead, she sat back on the floor ready to do this as many times as it took for the sisters in the house to each have someone, including her.