This is one of those novels that really defy genre expectations. It's intriguing, creepy in some instances, and very well written but it's not overtly horrific in the traditional sense. That doesn't mean it's not worth reading, though, because it really is.

If you wanted to break it down to its most basic premise, this book is about a man suffering a mental crisis and starts to develop all encompassing, ever increasing paranoi once he stops taking his medication.

But that's not really sufficient in describing the whys and hows and therein is the meat of this novel. It's a kaleidoscope journey told from the perspective of the man in question and situations occur that his mind interprets as personal attacks against him from his wife and others.

This slow deterioration will eventually lead to a landslide of paranoid delusions which will result in the unthinkable.

This book is by no means about a psychopath or sociopath. It's not especially bloody or violent. But it builds this creepy disturbing vibe over the course of the story and makes you feel uncomfortable. Sometimes for reasons that can't quite be explained.

I recommend this book for those who want a quieter and slowly unsettling horror read. You'll find a lot in here to enjoy.

One of the coolest covers I have ever seen but the book was so boring. I found myself going through pages and then realizing I had no idea at all what was going on because to me nothing at all was happening.