Library of Souls (Miss Peregrine’s Peculiar Children #3)(17) Author: Ransom Riggs Whatever they saw must’ve scared them half to death, because all ran screaming from the bridge, one so fast he tripped and fell into the fetid water. Chuckling to himself, Sharon readjusted his hood before facing forward again. “What’s happened?” Emma said, alarmed. “What was that?” “A Devil’s Acre welcome,” replied Sharon. “Now, if you care to see where we are, you may uncover your faces a bit, and I’ll attempt to give you your gold coin’s worth of tour-guiding with the time we have left.” We pulled the edge of the tarp down to our chins, and both Emma and Addison gasped—Emma, I think, at the sight, and Addison, judging from his wrinkled his nose, at the smell. It was unreal, like a stew of raw sewage simmering all around us. “You get used to it,” Sharon said, reading my puckered face. Emma gripped my hand and moaned, “Oh, it’s awful …” And it was. Now that I could see it with both eyes, the plac...