"Cairnholm: population of 92. Best known for its proximity to the final resting place of the cruise liner Augusta "which sank in 1915." There is only one hotel.

"That's us," Riya commented softly.

"See what this trip has done? Your sister is already having "Reference Delusions"," Franklin commented.

Riya rolled her eyes. Everything about her had to be connected to her Schizophrenia.

"I hope there's bourbon." After just sitting there for a few minutes, Franklin saw something that awed him. "Oh wow! Jake! check it out. That's a peregrine falcon." Once again, he ignored his daughter. Thanks, dad.

When he pointed, Riya looked to it and realized the breed as the same one who visited her on her birthday. The beauty even had the same light behind it.

"Peregrine, like the Headmistress?" Jake asked.

Franklin gave him a sour glare. "Sure. Hey, that's probably where grandpa came with the tale of turning into a bird thing."

Riya rolled her eyes. "How would they get turn into a bird from seeing a bird? *sees a Peregrine falcon* 'Oh, maybe that's really a person who takes care of gifted youngsters'."

Franklin sighed at her.

Jacob's eyes lit up. "Maybe. Maybe that's really her." He cupped his hands around his mouth. "Hey, Miss Peregrine, It's me, Jake. I'm Abe Portman's grandson. Please don't crap on us!" When he looked at Franklin, he noticed the scared look on his face. "Oh my God, Dad, I'm kidding." The bird flew away.

*

Getting off the ferry, they walked and rolled their bags towards the "hotel". It was called, "The Priest Hole".

As they walked in, Franklin called, "What the he... llo? Hello? Anybody home?"

A man came from the back, rolling a man in a wheelchair. The man laughed at Jacob who was looking at a disturbing photograph.

"Hey! Any idea where I'd find the manager of this place?" Franklin asked.

"That's me. Sorry to keep you. Just helping uncle Oggie to the loo." He had a nice yellow light behind him.

Riya smirked as Franklin shook his hand, looking startled.

"I'm Kev. There's room upstairs," he proposed.

"Great," Franklin commented.

Kev walked over to Uncle Oggie. "I'll be back in a bit," he informed.

Riya never got to see his reaction as Franklin drew her gaze to him. "Kev's just getting our suite ready. While we are waiting, I thought maybe we could go check out the beach." He grabbed his camera even though it was HANGING FROM HIS NECK.

"I thought we'd go to the Children's Home," Jacob proposed emotionally. "Is the beach where the bird's nest?"

"I... I thought we could check it out real quick," Franklin tried.

Or he would keep trying to distract them.

"We could go to the home by ourselves. And you can, really take your time. Enjoy it," Jake enticed.

"Come on, Jakey. You know your mom would freak," Franklin said.

"I'd have Riya."

"He thinks I'll have a psychotic break and murder you," Riya explained.

Franklin didn't even bother protesting.

"What if we can find someone to take us?" Jake asked.

Franklin looked outside, saw a group, and motioned for the kids to follow him. "Hey, dudes," he tried to relate.

"Dad!" Jacob protested.

"I got this," Franklin did a bad job of reassuring. "I was just wondering if any of you guys might be interested in taking my kids here to the other side of the island." He held out a 20.

One guy looked at another one. The latter took the bill and stood.

Franklin smiled them off.

"And what are your names?" Jacob tried to make conversation.

They introduced themselves, but ended up arguing about what they called not-Worm.

"Wait, are these like nicknames or..."

"Stage names. We're the sickest rappers here in Wales. Come on, Worm, show this shank how it's done."

"What? Now?" The other one nodded so he busted into a lame song that, after the first line, Riya put in earbuds to ignore. As they walked down this hill, the boys gestured down.

Riya glanced back at them and they nodded.

Jacob took another step forward.

Riya saw he was about to step into the bog and yanked his arm to pull him away.

"Damnit, Riya!" Jacob yanked his arm back, lost his balance, and fell on the ground. Most of his pants were covered with mud and his entire shoe was lost in it. He huffed at her. He pulled himself to stand and turned back to the laughing rappers.

At some point, her earbuds had come out, Riya noticed. She soon heard a whisper on the wind. It murmured a soft, "Riya" which floated over her ears like satin. She turned to the direction of the whisper and followed it. She could feel a build-up as she followed it. It was like a tightening in her chest that got more intense as she neared wherever she was going.

The feeling was cut off like a record scratch in the movies when the moment was ruined as Jacob pulled and redirected her to the burnt down house. It was, in short, a Hell Hole.

"Maybe we should go in?" Riya offered.

"No, it's just an old ruin," Jacob murmured, obviously disappointed.

"I feel like there's something there," Riya proposed, walking closer.

"Have you taken your pills today?" Jacob asked.

Anger flared up in Riya. "'Take your pills. Take your pills. Did you take your pills?' Yes, Jacob, I always do! God, do you want me to overdose?!?! I'm sure it's what you all want. That way, you won't have to deal with me!" Furious, Riya turned around and stormed back to the Priest Hole.

*

The siblings walked into the hotel/bar and Oggie laughed at them.

"No use crying over a lost shoe, boy," he chuckled.

Jacob walked over to him and sat across from him.

Riya rolled his eyes and followed, sitting beside him.

"The Children's Home... What- what happened to it?" Jacob and.

"The German navy bombed fell right on the roof. September the 3rd, 1943," Oggie informed them.

"That's what auntie said," Riya stated. "September 3rd, 1943."

"No, she didn't," Jacob said.

"How do you know? You were chasing Ricky!"

"Did it say she said that in the police report?" Jacob asked smugly.

"Mom had it stricken."

Jacob rolled his eyes. He turned back to Oggie. "Where did they go after it? The Headmistress and the children?"

Oggie shook his head. "Not one survivor. Poor little buggers... and they were lovely too. The next day two people ran through the village saying they'd kill the monsters who did it."

"That was our grandpa and great-aunt."

"Well, I'll be damned."

*

'Why didn't they tell us that they all died?' Riya asked herself. She was in a bed in her own room. Wearing pull string pants and a matching tank top, she plopped down on her bed. 'Who sent that postcard?'

* [Next Day]

Jacob and Riya sat across from their dad. "Do you mind if we go hang out with those other kids today? They asked," Jacob lied.

Riya opened her mouth to contradict, but Jacob stomped her toe.

"Yeah?" Franklin asked. "That's awesome."

As they left, Riya turned to Jacob. "They don't like us," she reminded him.

"I know. That's why we're not going to hang out with them. We're going back to the house."