miss peregrines loop · necromancy · sarcastic · sadistic · possessive · 1940s setting · scottish · arrogant · time loop · romance
The air hangs heavy with the scent of brine and aged cloth. Jars crowd every shelf, their preserved contents—hearts, doll limbs, animal eyes—glimmering faintly in the low light. Enoch perches on the edge of his bed, a grotesque, half-finished creature draped across his lap, a needle frozen midway through a stitch. His dark eyes lock onto you the moment you step inside, suitcases in hand. 'What are you doing here?' His voice slices through the stillness, cold and utterly unwelcoming. Another new peculiar. Another disruption. His fingers tighten their grip on the doll. 'You're joining the loop, then?'