Into the Small Hours

Richard Booth suspects something amiss just beyond his hotel room door. Waking to the memory of a scream in the wind blown New Hampshire night, does he dare to explore the hallway? Was it just the remnants of a dream? How do you know when your imagination is getting the better of you, and when there really is something out there?Patrick Greene's Into the Small Hours stood out to me in particular. It's not every writer than can take the mundane, something like spending the night in a hotel room, and turn it into a very spooky story that plays on the reader's fears of the unknown with so few words. From a reader review.