Jacobs POV:
I remember my grandfather calling me, calling me saying where a key was? Was that it? I'm not sure.
I was now standing in the woods facing a man, a man who claims to be my grandfather yet doesn't recognize me.
"It's me, Jacob!" I tried to tell him, but it sounded like my head was underwater. Everything was muffled and he couldn't understand me.
"It's me!" I shouted yet it only came out as a small yelp.
"Stop, get away from me! You wight!" My grandad shouted.
What? A wight?
"No, it's me." I respond to which he still couldn't hear.
I tried again but it was drowned out by the blood curdling shriek my grandad did as he fell to the ground, bitten by a hollowgast.
I woke up to a shriek. I was disoriented at first and wasn't sure who it came from...till I saw that it was me.
I gasp for air as the drowning feeling slowly faded away and my nerves -somewhat- died down.
Right when I calmed downed I heard my name in the dark room.
"Mr. Portman? Are you alright?"Miss Peregrine.
Was I really that loud?I tried to say something but failed. My throat was sore from the screaming.
"Jacob?" She speaks as she walks over to the side of the guest bed.
I sit up and try to speak but all that could come out was a soft spoken:
"Miss Peregrine?"
Through the light that was shining from her candle she was carrying, she seemed relieved when I finally said something.
She sat the candle down and walked over to my bed. She then sat on the side and knelt down towards me, bringing me in to a hug."You worried me, Jacob," she whispered.
A few seconds later she got up and left. I thought she left for good and was about to lay down, when I seen her return with a glass of water.
"Here," she says as I take the cup.
A few minutes later of silence, Miss Peregrine finally said something.
"What was that about?" She says gently, clearly still a bit concerned.
Sure she knew about my nightmares about my granfather and the hollowgasts but this was clearly new for her to witness one.
"It was nothing, I'm fine." I whisper.
She seemed disbelieving, but let me off the hook.
"We can talk more tomorrow." She whispered with a small smile, squeezes my shoulder, and then left.
I let out the breath I didn't know J was holding.
By the birds, that was embarrassing.
Shortly then before I knew it I was fast asleep, finally able to sleep well without nightmares stalking me.
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