Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children Page #5
to drop a bomb on the house.
The point is, September the 3rd, 1943
wasn't perfect.
came back.
- Wait, watch out!
- Don't utter off!
You can see it, can't you?
No one else can. It's invisible, Jake.
That was Abe's greatest gift of all.
He could see the monsters.
We call them 'Holocaust'.
Hollows for short.
My grandpa told me about people who
turn into monsters. Is that what they are?
I will explain everything, Jake.
I fear it's my duty now considering...
But you should know that in doing so
I'm breaking a solemn promise.
I knew you were peculiar
when you were born.
But your grandfather
forbid me to tell you anything.
His dearest wish was for you
to have an ordinary childhood.
- Well I definitely had that. - He intended
to tell you the truth when you turned 18.
He hoped his bed-time stories
would pave the way.
Here's my book.
PECULIAR HISTORY
PECULIAR SCIENTISTS
Many years ago, a splinter faction
emerged among our people
disaffected peculiars
tired of living in loops.
That's... That's Mr. Barron.
He believed that by harnessing
the essence of an Ymbryne's powers,
he and his cronies
could gain immortality
and be able to live outside loops.
He devised an experiment.
He kidnapped an Ymbryne
she would survive at the experiment.
But the fate of Barron and his group
was more horrifying still.
Why didn't Barron turn into one?
He did. But years later he found
a way to reverse the effects...
to regain humanity.
They had become not immortal gods
- but Hollows.
Invisible beasts.
Dangerous, cold-blooded, deadly!
Remember I told you
they raided loops? This is why.
Barron discovered that by consuming
the eyes of other peculiars...
Especially children.
He began to change.
Consume enough, and a hollow
can fully regain its human form.
Bon appetit!
Just as Barron and
some of his friends did.
The rest of them are
stuck as Hollows.
Are you saying that Barron
ate my grandp...
He needs no more eyes himself,
but I fear he led a Hollow
to your grandfather, yes.
After the first attacks on loops,
we all got better at hiding
making new loops...
keeping our whereabouts secret.
The Hollows grow more
desparate every year
and Barron wishes
to help his friends.
Miss Peregrine! Come quickly!
Miss Avocet's awake.
I was scared off and suddenly I fairly
through to came "Bam! Bam!" and...
Oh Miss Peregrine!
They found my new loop. The children...
I tried to save them but
there were so many Hollows...
I don't know how I escaped.
You are safe now.
None of us are safe.
They set up the machine in my loop.
They put it in the cellar at
Blackpool Tower. They're still there...
The machine?
The experiment.
They intend to do it again!
This time, he's using more Ymbrynes.
He still wants to be immortal.
Do Hollows only attack peculiars?
Of course not! They're monsters, Jake,
they'll slaughter anything in their path.
Well, some sheep
on the island were killed.
You don't think they're
here already, do you?
Have you seen anyone
with white eyes?
I'm sorry children,
we can't remain here.
- What? - We leave on the first ferry,
off the island tomorrow.
Pack anything of importance.
And eat your sandwiches and lead you to bed.
Are we leaving for good?
When are we coming back?
Never. If Miss Peregrine's not here
to reset the loop tomorrow night
the house gets bombed.
- What? Our house?
Don't cry, Miss Peregrine will find you
another lovely house... somewhere else
Once this loop closes, that's it!
I can't get back to my own time.
You didn't seem very happy there.
I can't just leave!
I have a family.
And you felt ordinary.
Like nothing you do changes anything.
And, now you have a chance to do
something that changes everything!
Jake, we are in danger and you're
the only one who can see the Hollows.
Yeah, I see them sure but,
I'm not my grandpa.
I'm not and I... I can't fight,
I can't kill somebody...
- There's only one reason that
I'd stay here. - Please!.. just go.
Jake... Jake, here you are!
Thank God!
When I heard they
found a body, I freaked.
- Are there stray dogs around here?
- What are you talking about?
It's like, when they find an injured animal,
they go for the soft parts first.
Same thing happened to my father.
- Dad, I gotta go.
- No... you don't Jake.
If this was not an accident
there's a lunatic on the island.
I've known everyone on this island
my whole life except you and him.
- And he's been in the pub all afternoon.
- So have I... I was sleeping.
I mean... I assumed he was blind.
Gentleman with the dark glasses.
Arrived on the same ferry as me.
I kept seeing him around.
Jake! Jake! Jake!
Wait! Wait!
- Is your son alright?
- No, he has mental health issues.
- I can't go...
- Let me, I run 5 k's all the time.
Hello!
Hello! Is that you, young man?
You came through?
You're peculiar?
Oh yes, and I'm extremely
grateful to you.
It's terribly hard...
So you followed me from
the beach on purpose?
Oh no. I've been following you
much further than that!
- Dr. Golan?
- Sometimes... when it suits me...
The breadth of my peculiarity
is purely limited by my imagination.
The only thing I can't change...
is my eyes.
Mr. Barron, how do you do?
I saw you, at your grandfather's.
I was hoping to get
Miss Peregrine's address from him,
but alas my travelling companion
got to him before I did.
and as you know, there's just
no stopping a hungry Hollocaust.
Speaking of my
travelling companion...
He's coming.
And believe me when I say to you,
you don't want to be here
when he arrives.
So, let's be on our way... shall we?
I musn't forget our calendar.
Could you fetch it from
the parlor please, Miss Avocet?
Go and help the others.
Miss Peregrine, what a pleasure
to meet you, at last! May we come in?
Children, would you make your
way down the stairs please?
I give the orders
in this house, Mr. Barron!
Not today. You should know that
Jake has served his purpose.
If you value his life I suggest
everyone does as they are told!
Children!
Shussh!
No one tells my children what to do.
Children, come down here, please.
- Miss Peregrine...
- I thought I told you to be quiet!
Children, for Jake's safety,
we are going to do
what Mr. Barron asks.
He wishes to take me with him
to his rendezvous in Blackpool.
So for his protection,
he would like me to assume bird-form,
preferrably caged...
And he'd like you to make your way
into a lockable room, such as the parlor.
As he won't relieve Jake if he fears
an attack could be mounted upon him
once he loses his leverage.
Correct, Mr. Barron?
You are sacrificing yourself
and all of us...
for Jake?
Mr. Barron travels
with a Hollow, Enoch.
Once it arrives here,
we're all dead.
Enoch, only Jake can see them.
She means he's our only hope.
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