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A man in Abilene, Texas is sitting in his parked car late at night, writing out a check to put in a drop-box when a rapping comes at his car window.
He turns and sees two young boys standing outside his car, asking for help. They urgently need a ride home so they can get some money from their Mom, and catch a movie that’s playing at the theater across the street from where he’s parked.
”C’mon mister, let us in. We can’t get in the car until you do, you know.” One of the boys pleads.
The other boy doesn’t say a word.
The man becomes uneasy, noting the movie showing the kids want to see, at this late hour, is already half over.
“Just let us in,” the boy desperately pleads.
“We’ll be gone before you know it.
We’ll go to our mother’s house.”
To his shock, the man suddenly becomes aware of the fact that his hand is straying towards the lock on his car door, which is engaged.
Almost as if some compelling, hypnotic force is mysteriously guiding his movements; he’s in the process of almost opening the car door when he suddenly comes to his senses and pulls away, his mind snapping back into sharp focus.
That’s the moment he looks into the boys eyes, as if seeing them for the first time.
They are coal black. No pupils. No irises. Just two black orbs reflecting the glittering red and white lights of the theater’s brightly-lit marquee.
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