•~Time Skip : Where Chapter 9 left Off // Horace POV~•
As (Y/N) stormed up the stairs, me and Enoch got sent to our rooms as well. While walking up the stairs I spotted the door to (Y/N)'s room shaking, along with the decorations around it. As any true man should, I got scared and ran straight into my room.A few minutes later, I opened my door to take a glimpse around, and to my surprise, the door had stopped shaking, and it was even ajar, about the size for a person to slip through. I crept up to her door to see what was going on, who knows, something could've happened to her.
As I peek in the door way I see Jacob talking to (Y/N). They don't seem to be doing anything, other than talking about her peculiarity. "She usually talks to me about that..." I thought while walking back into my room, feeling a little sad. I sat on my bed and sighed, "Why do I feel this way?" I whispered to myself. I lie down and decided to get some rest.
She's running. She's running away from our home. Her hand is locked around someone else's, a boy's. His dark hair is being blown back in the air that is passing by. Her own (H/L) (H/C) hair is being blown back, that is until she stops. She turns towards me and frowns, her (E/C) eyes hold a look that I don't know of yet.
(Y/N).. why does she look like that? Why does she seem unhappy?
The boy that was running with her turns around. Jacob. Why is he with her? Why is he running with her? Why does he seem so content?
She turns back around and starts to quickly run. Her feet are barely touching the ground, and the end of her gown is getting mud on it. She drags Jacob with her, and I follow them. They reach the exit to our loop.
Oh no.
They both walk in and they fade into the darkness. The trees around me seem to get taller, their shadows looming over me, almost telling me to follow them. I do. I walk in the cave, only to get stuck, frozen, almost. Only moving my eyes. I see them exit, going back into the present.
Time speeds up, and soon it's almost dark out, almost supper time, and I see Jacob. He's quickly running at me, a scared look in his eyes. He has a few beads of sweat running down his forehead, he's been running for a while.
I blink and I'm suddenly at the house, Jacob is talking to Miss Peregrine and she suddenly looks mad, almost furious, and she addresses the other children to stay in the house before she dashes out side the house.
In an instant we're all back to the cave, at the entrance is a dark lump, the shadows of the things around us hiding what it is. Miss Peregrine walks up to it and gasps, "No... No. Please..." She starts to shake as she picks the thing up. She brings it over to Jacob and he starts to cry, I wonder what they're looking at, so I walk over to Miss Peregrine, but before I can see what is in her arms, we're all at the house.
The kids are all crying, and the thing is no where to be seen. The feeling of sadness and dread is heavy within the air around everyone. I walk up stairs and one of the doors, (Y/N)'s, is covered in a black shade. Almost as if it's a warning. I open up the door and immediately see the long, dark tendrils that are on the floor. They all lead to the thing on the bed, almost like a tree's roots, except without the feeling of life and nature. Only the feeling of death and sadness. They're almost smokey, as if they will evaporate at any moment.
The thing on the bed is covered in the smoke, like a cloak, it's trying to hide the thing underneath it from my eyes.
I quickly try to blow away the smoke, but to my surprise, it's sand. It's like black sand, except the laws of gravity don't effect it, it's floating around the thing that it's trying to hide. I try to brush off the sand, but for every grain of sand I brush off, once it evaporates, two more grains take its place.
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~•Horace X Reader•~ Euphoric Feelings
Fanfiction(Y/N) (L/N), a rare peculiar that has learned of Miss Peregrine's loop from her Grandmother. With the peculiar of sound and mind, she is ready to take on the challenges of becoming the only mind reader and sound manipulater left. °•°Disclaimer°•° I...