The Children. - Episode 1
by Elyse Endick
Hey Mom, there are some kids knocking at the door.
Are you expecting anyone?
No, they’re probably just selling cookies or something.
I dunno…they look kind of creepy.
Creepy?
Yeah…
I’m watching them on the security app.
It’s a boy and a girl.
They’re wearing weird clothes…
Like from the 1980s.
Don’t judge a book by its cover.
Not everyone has had the same advantages as you.
No, it’s just…they look like they’re wearing costumes.
Maybe they’re Trick or Treating?
A whole week before Halloween?
Well, what do they want?
I don’t know, I haven’t answered yet.
Don’t be rude, Lins.
I’m just getting super weird vibes from them.
How old are they?
Maybe ten?
Little kids. Harmless.
I guess…
I just spoke to them over the intercom.
They sound weird.
How?
They just sound more like adults than little kids.
They asked to use the telephone.
Did you offer them your cell?
I tried…
They said they needed the landline.
We don’t have a landline anymore.
That’s what I told them.
But they just keep banging on the door…
Maybe they’re confused.
Should I call the police?
Not yet.
They’re just kids.
Okay, this is super weird…
What??
I went to the door to offer them something to eat…
But they wouldn’t even look at the food. All they said was…
You must let us in.
Over and over.
Are they scared of someone?
It’s 10:00 at night — there’s no one around.
I had to shut the door…the smell…
Linsey, I’m disappointed in you. These children clearly need help.
You don’t know how much your father and I have sacrificed for you.
Not everyone is so lucky.
It wasn’t like that, Mom.
They smelled like…death.
And there was something else…
What?
Their eyes.
The first time I looked, they were normal. Brown, green.
But when I looked again, they changed…
They were all black.
No pupil. No iris. Just darkness.
That certainly is odd…
OMG, Mom!
They’re screaming now…
I told them to quiet down through the intercom, and the girl turned to the camera and said…
“Nancy must pay for what she did.”
Oh God.
Mom, what’s going on?
Lock the door.
Don’t let them in.
A second ago you were saying I should take pity on them!
How do these kids know you, Mom?
Don’t worry about that now. Just make sure those children can’t get in.
I’m calling the police.
That will just make things worse.
Then tell me what’s going on.
Now.
You’re not going to like it.
They’re screaming again, Mom.
I’m afraid they’re going to break down the door.
If I can’t call the police then you have to tell me what’s happening.
Okay…
Your father and I started dating when we were very young.
I thought you met in college?
No. Earlier.
We knew we were in love, but my parents were very strict.
They would have sent me away if they found out.
Found out what?
That I was pregnant.
I have a sibling?!
No.
I was very young. Scared. By the time I realized I was pregnant, it was too late.
I couldn’t tell my parents. I couldn’t get help.
Why not?
It was a small town. Everyone knew everyone.
If I told anyone, it would have gotten back to my parents.
Only your father knew the truth.
Couldn’t you have run away together? With the baby?
We should have. But we didn’t.
We were cowards.
And now I have to pay the price.
What are you talking about?!
What happened to the baby?!
I hid my bump. Pretended nothing was wrong.
When it was time, your father and I ran into the woods.
He held my hand while I screamed…
It was so painful. Not like you. You were such an easy birth.
So the baby is alive?
No.
No??
We had no choice…
What did you do to him?!
Nothing.
We did nothing.
I don’t understand.
We left him there. Your brother.
Alone in the woods.
It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
I can’t believe this…
You just…let him die?
We had no choice.
I regret it every day. Every hour.
That’s not enough.
Your father and I made a vow that night…
That when we had our next child, we’d give them everything.
That’s why we waited so long to have you. We grew up, moved away, went to college.
We got good jobs. We worked hard so that we could give you everything you’d ever need.
That doesn’t make it right.
I know. But it’s the best we could do.
I still don’t understand…
Who are these kids?
I think…that they came for me.
They want me to pay for what I did.
How?!
I don’t know…
There was an old folk legend in our town…
About the lost spirits of dead children…
With black eyes.
Mom, now they’re screaming MY name…
I don’t think they want you…
It’s me.
They want me.
I got to live the life he didn’t.
Just stay inside, Linsey.
I can’t lose you.
Like you lost my brother?
Yes.
1 minute later
Linsey, are you there?!
I’m scared, Linsey…I don’t know what to do.
Did my brother have a name?
What?
I’m looking this up online. The legend…
It says they don’t want to kill anyone…
They just want a name.
A name?
Well, think about it — you named me after your great aunt.
You gave me this name because you loved her. And because you love me.
You didn’t give my brother a name.
So his spirit can’t rest.
I can’t give him a name…
You have to.
We wouldn’t let ourselves then. It was too painful…
I can’t do it now.
Just try.
For me.
30 seconds later
Mom, please. They’re going to break down the door.
Jason.
Your father and I always liked the name Jason.
Okay. I’m going out there.
No!
I have to.
Linsey opens the door…
Let us in.
Let us in.
LET US IN!
JASON!
The boy stops screaming.
Your name is Jason.
His black eyes turn grey. Then, they become normal.
Bright, blue eyes.
I’m sorry for what happened to you.
I’m sorry you were forgotten.
But you’re not forgotten anymore.
You’re my brother. And I love you.
The boy turns to the girl, whose eyes are still black as night.
She nods.
The boy looks up at Linsey.
Thank you.
Linsey reaches out to grab her brother’s hand…
But he’s gone.
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