Chapter 5

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  Y/N's Pov 

As I went down stairs, I saw Fiona and she greeted me a good morning. 

 "Y/N you won't believe what we saw on Horace's dream last night!" She exclaimed. "Come with me and I'll tell you everything" Fiona added while she pulled my arm and tried myself to follow her so I did. 

She pulled me all the way to the house's backyard where green bushes and trees grow. 

 "So Horace dreamed about a hollowgasts, it was gigantic and had large tentacles. The next that happen was the they kidnapped a peculiar and almost got off its eye balls" she fearfully described the dream. 

 "Horace must have been a bad dream, that's all nothing to worry about" I kindly explained to her and softly tapped her shoulder. 

 "Y/N could you help me bring the carrots to the kitchen, since your peculiarity is to move objects using your mind you can lift them too right?" Fiona requested. 

"Yeah, sure" I responded. 

 "My garden is this way" then she leaded me to the garden.At her garden I saw the carrot she was talking of, my eyes suddenly widen because I never saw a five foot carrot this huge. 

 So I started to use my peculiarity. Proper concentration and peace of mind is needed. 

 Using my mind I lifted it from the soil until it was floating in mid air. Its like a show I've seen in a circus where they made things flying using an invisible string but now it floated without a string.

 I made the gigantic carrot fly all the way to the kitchen."Move away, a carrot coming!" Fiona yelled as the children stepped aside. 

 "You can put it there right above the table" then I carefully placed it. 

 "Y/N, thanks for the help. You're not so bad after all" I smiled to her as a response. 

 ***

 When the night rages miss Peregrine assembled us outside the house, so that the loop will reverse and it will be September 3, 1943 back again. 

 We already put our masks on and miss Peregrine reversed the ticks of her pocket watch. I scanned the whole surroundings as the world started to move in backwards. After that we went inside the house and its September 3rd, 1943 again.  



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