Hi! This one actually didn't have as long of a wait as I expected it to. I was bored so...yeah. Anyway, hope you enjoy! Also, I had to change the last part of this chapter because I completely forgot Isla and Thalia were mermaids...oops! Lol

ISLA POV

After they had washed up, Isla and Thalia walked into the kitchen. Isla sat down between Millard and Claire, and Thalia sat next to Horace and Fiona. Isla noticed that Claire wasn't eating, and apparently, so did Miss Peregrine.

"Claire, why aren't you eating?" she asked her, looking concerned.

"She's embarrassed in front of Isla and Thalia," Hugh volunteered.

"I am not!" Claire yelled.

"It's okay," said Isla softly. "You don't have to be embarrassed."

Miss Peregrine winked at Claire and she smiled, picking up a rather large goose leg and putting it behind her head. Isla heard a distinct smacking noise and Claire turned around, revealing a set of sharp-toothed jaws.

"Come and meet Enoch!" Olive led Thalia and Isla to room where a dark-haired teenage boy was sitting at a table. On the table there were two odd-looking dolls; one had a pincer and the other had mechanical spider-like legs. On the shelves surrounding the room, there were hearts and eyes and things in jars. Enoch held his hand out and Olive gave him a pair of tweezers. Enoch picked up a small heart with the tweezers and inserted it into the head of the spider doll. Then he put another heart in the chest of the other one. They stood up and flexed their limbs.

"What did you do to them?" Thalia asked.

"This isn't even the fun part," Enoch replied. "Do you want to see the fun part?"

Isla wasn't sure she did, but it didn't matter because Enoch started whispering in the first doll's ear. The dolls advanced on each other, Olive laughing and clapping happily. The doll Enoch had whispered to raised it's pincer over the spider doll, but at the last second, the spider doll ripped out the first doll's heart.

Isla was horrified. Thalia was obviously horrified too.

"They're like puppets," Enoch explained. "Just do anything I tell them to."

"Children!" Miss Peregrine called. "Better get ready for movie time!"

"What's movie time?" Thalia asked as she, Isla, and Fiona headed up to their room.

"You'll see," replied Fiona mysteriously.

After they were done getting ready, Isla, Fiona, and Thalia went into the living room, where Horace was sitting in the middle of the room on a chair. Thalia sat beside him on the floor. Isla sat down on the couch beside Emma and Fiona sat beside Hugh in the front of the room. Two mugs floated in. Wait, no. Not floated, they were carried in by Millard.

"Yours has extra marshmallows, Isla." Millard gave her a mug of hot chocolate and she blushed furiously, not knowing why. ;)

"Millard!" Emma rolled her eyes. "Put some pajamas on."

"It's too hot in here!" He sat down next to Isla.

"Stop moaning!" Horace said.

An image projected on the screen that was set up in the middle of the room. The first image showed Horace with a tailor trying on some clothes.

"Horace projects his dreams," Millard whispered to Isla. "Some are prophetic, but they're mostly about clothes."

"Prophetic as in...tell the future?" Isla asked.

"Mm-hm."

The next image was one of Isla, Thalia, and Olive walking outside.

"When did he dream this?" whispered Isla.

"Last night," Millard whispered back.

The dream changed to an invisible force picking Victor up and throwing him about.

"A hollow," Fiona said darkly.

"What's a hollow?" Isla asked.

"A hollowgast is an invisible creature that eats the eyes of peculiars, especially children," Millard answered.

Isla shuddered as the hollow plucked Victor's eyes out and they disappeared into thin air.

Bronwyn started crying and buried her head into Victor's chest. Soon Claire joined in. Victor looked horrorstruck by the dream.

Miss Peregrine flicked off a switch and the image faded.

The children and Miss Peregrine walked outside. It was raining, so Isla and Thalia turned into mermaids. Fiona bent down and gave them gas masks to put on and Miss Peregrine played Run Rabbit Run on the record-player. A bomb fell through the air as Miss Peregrine plucked out her pocket watch. Time stopped. Raindrops hung midair, and so did the bomb. Then it started going backwards. Raindrops went up, and the day started over again. When Miss Peregrine was finished, it was September 2, 1943 at 9:00 and was no longer raining. Isla stretched her legs, (which she had now) and listened to the song, which was still playing.

Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run run!
Don't give the farmer his fun, fun, fun!
He'll get by without his rabbit pie!
So run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run!

After the reset, the children went inside and went to bed. Isla was glad, she was exhausted.

As Isla and Thalia followed her up to their room, Fiona asked, "Do you like it here?"

"How could we not?" Thalia answered.

Isla agreed. How could they not.

Alright, that's the end of Chapter Three! Hope you enjoyed! Bye!