Cool idea, competently executed. I think my favourite part of it was the photos, though - the story began to feel like something I had to get through for the reward of them! I was fascinated to see by the author's note at the end that they were real photos, culled by collectors from a mass of common detritus.

As for the story... I don't mean to sound as if I thought there was something wrong with it. There wasn't. And to be perfectly honest I don't know exactly why I'm rating it as three stars instead of four. There's no reason I can put my finger on that it didn't grab me: I liked it but there wasn't enough there for me to really like it, if that makes any sense. Perhaps it was just too obviously a copy - albeit an old-fashioned one - of The X-Men, and Miss Peregrine is no Charles Xavier. Yes, that could be it. I know there's no originality left in creation and so forth, but one can still side-eye blatancy when one sees it.