Seven feet tall. Four hundred pounds. A blood encrusted, corroding steel plate screwed into his skull. But perhaps the most terrifying thing about reclusive psychopath Jacob Goodnight is the razor-sharp nails on his forefingers, the ones he uses to circle his victims' eyes before he takes them. Holed up within the long-abandoned Blackwell Hotel, nine floors of hidden passageways and two-way mirrors that once acted as a playground for the rich and privileged, Jacob's disturbing gaze is now fixed on Kira, Christine, Michael, Tye, Zoe, Melissa, Richie and Russell -- eight delinquents hoping to shave time off their county jail sentences by performing community service, restoring the building to its former glory. Keeping an eye on them is detention officer Frank Williams, the former cop who put a bullet in Jacob's head four years previously. Jacob sees the sin their eyes -- as he always does -- and he means to pluck them out one by one. Goodnight -- he's the last thing you'll ever see...