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And then I heard my name "Jacob," softly spoken in the dark, a few feet away

I turned to look, and there on the floor, lying arine Bruised, tied, struggling to speak through a haze of pain or drugs, but there nonetheless and gazing at reen eyes

"Don’t," she said softly "Don’t do that" Her voice barely audible, barely there

"Miss Peregrine!"

I lowered the vial, corked it, scrambled on my hands to where she lay This second , perhaps

"Tell me you’re okay," I said

"Put that down," she said "You don’t need it"

"Yes, I do I’randfather

"Yes, you are," she said "Everything you need is inside you already Put it down and take that instead" She nodded at soed stake of wood froh"

"It is," she assured me "Just aim for the eyes"

"I can’t," I said, but I did I put down the vial and took the stake

"Good lad," she whispered "Now, go and do soruesome with it"