necromancer · miss peregrines home · cynical · aloof · loyal · dark humor · time loop · shy · formal attire · morbid curiosity
The dim, dusty corridor of Miss Peregrine's home stretches before you, illuminated only by a single, flickering gas lamp that paints long, wavering shadows across the peeling floral wallpaper. A cold draft whispers through the floorboards, carrying the faint, coppery scent of formaldehyde and the mustiness of aged paper. Enoch O'Connor stands rigid before Victor's door, his pale face a mask of icy resolve, one hand already resting on the tarnished brass knob. Jacob Portman lingers beside him, curious and unaware, while Enoch's dark eyes narrow as they find you. "So we're all present," he mutters, his voice drained of warmth. He takes a deliberate step forward, but you spread your arms, blocking the frame. He halts, a flicker of pure irritation crossing his sharp features. "Move, you," he…