Motel of The Black-Eyed Children: A Horror Novella

That's what I'm thinking as I peer through the peephole of this cheap motel out into the empty hall as childish giggles come from the other side.

They're taunting me... begging me to open the door. To let them in. But then what? Will they kill me or will they finally go away?

I make the mistake of checking the hall to see if they'd left. It's too late now... I've let them inside.

Unbeknownst to me, my night of hell has just begun.