3.

It is early morning and Gus has just left his house to head out to that chemist of his. A couple of days have passed since the visit of, and then the subsequent death of constable Pierce Rowan. Gus's nearest neighbour is once again out in his garden.

'Hello there, neighbour.'

'Hi, beautiful morning, isn't it?'

'It is indeed' Gus manages to say before his neighbour heads inside.

At lunch time there is not a soul in Crew's chemist other than Gus himself. He looks out the clear glass panel door and cannot believe what it is that he can see out front. There is a young lady standing just outside and Gus is sure that this lady is the same young lady he had been talking with, not so long after he had stopped playing the piano in the new town center.

'Evelyn' he says to himself.

Gus takes off those thick brown rimmed glasses of his, which perhaps is something he could also think about patenting for they are so him, he wipes his eyes and then wipes the lenses with a handkerchief. He looks back outside that door as he puts his glasses back on, there is no one there outside his door. Gus moves outside, looks left then right and then across the street and there is no sign of that young lady.

'I think I need to get myself some new glasses, either that or I really need to get away.'

The hours pass and Gus once again finds himself in a moment of indecision and that moment of indecision like before, is interrupted by the arrival of Missus Brady into the store. Gus was most definitely not expecting to see Missus Brady again so soon, for her next collection isn't due for at least another couple of weeks.

'Good afternoon, Mister Crew, how are you today?' she asks.

Gus looks at the clock hanging up above the entrance into the back area.

'It is a minute after six, so I guess it is a good evening, Missus Brady. How can I help you today?'

'Are you feeling alright young man? I have come to collect my prescription.'

'Of course, you have' Gus says to himself. For some reason or another he decides to head into the back area to search for a gathered prescription for Missus Brady and he becomes mystified to find that there is prescription for Missis Brady ready and waiting for collection. He had only passed over a month's supply for her a few days ago. 'Now there, here you are' he says having decided to go along with the strangeness that this moment brings.

'Thank you so much, how much do I owe you?'

'Now put that purse away Missus Brady. I will see you end of the month, and we can square things up then.'

'If I have said it once I have said it a thousand times, your father and your grandfather would be so proud of you.'

'You were always so kind Missus Brady, do be safe making your way home, it will be getting dark soon.'

'I will.'

Gus closes up shop and heads straight up to the new town center, once again passing right by one of the two new chemist stores almost as soon as he enters that town center. A grand piano rests in the center mall area and is surrounded on three sides with a thick red rope hooked on steel post stands. Staring at what is before him Gus feels somewhat overwhelmed, it is almost as if the piano is calling to him, just begging to be played.

The strangeness of the current moment he finds himself in ensures that he resists the urge to play that Grand Piano. He briefly considers the thought that he is reliving the same day he has already lived some time back however he quickly dismisses that thought. There have been days in the past that seem like they are being relived such is the routine Gus's life has always been.

In the town center, right at the split second in which Gus turns to his left to move away from the piano, something towards what had been to his right prior to his turn, catches his eye. There is a man off in the distance and within the town center moving away.

Gus turns back in that direction. From the head of hair on this man, Gus is sure that the man he is observing is constable Pierce Rowan, but how can this be? He has been reported dead. This man soon moves out of sight though Gus is quick to head over in that general direction, though any attempt to give chase soon becomes futile, there is no sign of that man with the thick head of hair. That hair style is a common one but still ...

If things weren't already strange enough, when Gus closes in on arriving home, he notices that not only is his nearest neighbour not out in his garden as he so often is, but that house has a for sale sign in the garden. As well as that, the front downstairs windows of his neighbour's house are boarded up and the grass in the garden appears not to have been cut in quite some time. Gus can almost picture his neighbour cutting that grass no more than ten or eleven days previously.

'I am going mad, that's it ... I am losing my mind' he says to himself once inside his own house and as he sits on a chair by the kitchen table. 'There is no other reasoning for all this.'

Music begins to play, and it just so happens to be Moonlight Sonata on piano, and it sounds loud and clear. This cannot be. Gus can hear it clearly but he himself is not playing the song. He does not have or own a piano. No record player or music player of any kind is switched on. No radio is on, and neither is the television. The music is so clear and playing at such a decibel level that there is no way he can be imagining this music but with all that is going on in recent times, Gus cannot be entirely sure of anything at all.