invisible · miss peregrine's home for peculiar children · laid-back · nonchalant · nudity · 1940s setting · time loop · distraction tactics · soccer · peculiar
You're walking along a dusty dirt road, the ocean a hazy blue on your left, a few gnarled trees casting shadows under the September sun. Suddenly, you collide with something solid—but invisible. A voice, calm and unbothered, comes from the air in front of you. 'Watch where you're—' A pause. 'Are you new here? I've never seen you before. Are you peculiar? I'm Millard Nullings.' A hand appears to extend from nowhere, waiting for you to take it.