Cottage Terrace Inn, Room 105
The small woman shifts her head, tilts it at an odd angle. Her whole face was dark before, grayed out like an unavailable option on a computer, but you see her eyes now. You've never seen eyes like that before, black and deep. You stare into them.
"Can I come in?" she repeats.
"Um, um, um," you stammer. "Okay. Yes, come in."
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