"This brings me joy, because if I'm dead, that means you all are surely sitting around my table, breaking bread together. I'm sure many of you are wondering why you are here tonight. And I shall leave you in suspense no longer, as I'm not a writer of thrills but of horror. So we bring on the fear."
When legendary horror writer Mortimer Queen passes away, seven authors are invited to his manor for the reading of his last will and testament. But things quickly take a sinister turn when it’s revealed that the guests are expected to play a game. The rules? Solve a riddle to advance to the next room. Fail, and the manor itself will claim a victim. (Yes, the manor because we are dealing with a property that will...eat you?)
Think Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, but instead of Oompa Loompas singing a fun song escorting annoying kids away, it’s a haunted house eating the authors one by one. Got it? Good. And actually, now that I mention it, the CATCF (Charlie and the chocolate factory, please keep up) parallels don’t stop there, the golden-ticket-style invites, the eccentric (and now deceased) genius behind it all, and the group being picked off as they go deeper into the property. Mortimer Queen is basically the Willy Wonka of horror writing… if Willy was dead and his factory was possessed (is anybody still following this?) (is this my most chaotic review yet?) (is it okay to put so many bracketed comments next to each other?) (is bracketed a word?) Wait, I digress...did I just crack the book’s inspiration in real time? Am I spoiling it? Should I stop rambling?
Anyyywaaayyyyy a closed-door horror story about a demon house? Yeah, sign me the hell up (pun very much intended).
The story is told in third person, rotating between all seven authors, which gives us a fab insight into each character’s past, personality, and connection to Mortimer. Every single POV is interesting, no filler chapters here and the pacing kept me completely hooked. The horror is great, but what really makes this book shine are the characters and their tangled, often terrible, inner worlds. And despite each of them being deeply flawed (okay, actually the fucking worst), I found myself rooting for every single one of them. You cannot trust a single narrative in this story. Just when you think you’ve got someone figured out, another chapter flips everything on its head. It’s a constant guessing game of who’s telling the truth.
I highly, highly, highly recommend this book, especially if you love your horror with a side of mystery, drama, and manors that may or may not eat people.
"All her English professors say the best authors write what they know, but all Melanie knows is what has already been written. Petra is always on her case about going out into the world, experiencing things, but Melanie prefers to spend her time in her own reading chair at home. There she can sit with the quiet and not worry about filling a silence, coming up with something to add to a conversation. Petra always says Melanie is too worried about what people think, that Melanie truly believes no one will think what she has to say is worth listening to. Maybe Petra is right."
"Comedians are often the saddest people Buck knows, psychologists definitely do not have their shit figured out, and the best chefs in the world go home at the end of the day and eat bowlfuls of cereal."
"Doing something stupid doesn't mean you're brave"