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The Dream

"Miss Peregrine, I'd like to know more. About when you give your second soul away." Jane was curious again, putting down Tales of the Peculiar.

"Not now, Miss Portman." Miss Peregrine continued with her lesson, "Tales of the Peculiar is a covert way to find other loops. I believe this may come in handy. Additionally, ymbres can sense loops. It's a particular bubbly feeling, like when you drink too much what you call 'soda'-" she put her book down now as well- "Now, quiz time. Each ymbre has their own special mark to distinguish them from other birds and possible other ymbres. True or False?"

"True."

"Correct! Now, what's my mark?"

"You have a white feather next to your eye, and meanwhile, you also have a hint of green in your left eye."

"Right again! The Map of Days is a what?"

"The Map of Days is a complex map full of loops, past and present."

"Indeed. My brother Caul has what markings?"

"Red tinted eyes, as well as an evil temper."

"Precisely, Miss Portman! Is there any questions?"

"Yes, actually. Will my name be changed to 'Phoenix', or will it stay 'Portman'?"

"I believe-" Miss Peregrine leaned in, closer,- "you will find that yourself, Miss Jane Phoenix Portman. Have you ever, even remotely, wondered why your middle name was Phoenix? Specifically chosen by your grandfather?"

"No..."

"Very well, once you mature, you will take on 'Phoenix' as your maiden name, and it is suggestible to, like me, take your former last name as your middle. Your grandfather decided to choose Phoenix as your middle name so it'd be easier to make the switch, I believe. Now, run off and do something productive."

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Jane meandered down the hall, until she came upon the living room. She flopped down on the couch, and promptly fell asleep.

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"Jake, come and get me!" a tiny girl in a two-piece swimsuit shrieked. She dove into the  pool, challenging her brother.

"Wait up for meeeeeee!" Jacob cried, swimming quickly. Well, as quick as he could, which, in truth, was rather slow. The girl laughed, a true, resounding laugh that surrounded the entire house, filling empty holes, and gathering love anew. She races away from Jacob pursues her. Finally, they end up splashing each other, and time changes. Now it's a pair of eight year-old children, in one-piece suits, giggling shrilly. Their parents look on and chuckle while signing forms for Jane to join swimming classes. The scene changes abruptly, as two thirteen year-old kids chase one another. Jacob attempts to chase Jane, both of them laughing and splashing, and trying new tricks. Suddenly, it's all swallowed by darkness. A cold, dark laugh fills Jane's head.

"Bring them to me..." a piercing voice calls that sends unhappy shivers down Jane's spine...

"Bring them to me..." A vision of Jane being shot is seen, the shot itself ringing through her ears. Wights take hold of Millard, and he is dragged away...

Scene after scene of her dearest friends being tortured... then, Millard's voice.

"Jane? Are you alright?" A chilling scream resounds as Jane awakens.

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"I don't understand. I found her lying here, smiling peacefully, than she started grinding her teeth... She started muttering nonsense... than, it was our names, like she called out for Jacob at one point, than me, and Emma, and..." Millard paused unable to continue, looking up at the group.

"Erid nos quid... Erig hos tix..." Jane mutters, her teeth grinding violently, her face scrunched up.

"Jane? Are you alright? You seem ill." Jane opens her eyes, and screams a terrible, unreal, inhuman scream. Everyone ducks down, and covered their ears. Millard removes his hands, and holds Jane. "Sshhhhhhhh! It's okay... you're alright." Jane pants, and seems to calm down.

"What happened?" Millard asked her.

"I-I-I... died... I got shot... right through the heart..." Jane seemed to come back to earth, and sobbed. "You- you all... you were all being tortured... Horace was stripped of his clothes... and whipped... Emma was going to be hung... Jacob had a sack on his head... he couldn't see the hollows that ripped him apart... Millard... you were visible- and you were screaming... Bronwyn had her arms tied behind her back, and couldn't fight the wights that took her, Claire, and Olive... Fiona was tied up as Hugh offered himself for her, but as soon as his mouth was tied shut, a hollow wandered in... Then Enoch was trying to bring us back... I think... but then, a hollow from behind came up and somehow shot him, using it's tentacles..." she babbled on, horrible death after horrible death, she didn't seem to remember she wasn't alone. The room had gone silent as a graveyard. Jacob's eyes were wide, with Emma's hands sparking, while Horace was shuddering. Enoch remained stone faced, and rather bored. Millard was visibly shaking, perturbed. Bronwyn was covering her mouth in horror and shock, while Olive and Claire followed suit. Hugh had brought Fiona closer to him, as if to ensure himself that she was there.

"And, of course, there was my deaths... First, I got shot through the heart, which was pretty darn painful... and then, I stepped in front of a bullet meant for Jacob... (or was it Millard? I can't tell...) ... only moderately amusing one, of course, imagining yourself dying for another..."

"Jane." Millard called, bringing her back to ground level.

"And of course-"

"Jane." Millard interjected, trying to bring her down from wherever she was in the sky.

"Yes, Millard?" she said finally, realizing he was talking to her.

"You're okay here. With us. You're surrounded by friends, who won't let that happen to you." Emma soothed, flames quelling.

"Jane, tell me what was going on. Before the... attacks and deaths." Horace interrogated her, nodding at times and seemed fascinated.

"You say the memories were before? Before the deaths? Hmmm."

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Jane stretched again and yawned, when Bronwyn burst in. 

"Please don't, Miss Jane."

"Right." Jane gulped, and jumped up.

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Hey guys! Sorry about not updating- school just started and Eight grade isn't that easy... And it's only the first day!!!!

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