The Sound of the Dark by Daniel Church
3.85 rounded up to 4 🔮🔮🔮🔮orbs
Est. Pub. Date: Oct. 28, 2025
Angry Robot Books
1940s Great Britain…
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Orbs Prologue:
The cab is slightly left open as the breeze cools the sweaty hands of the operator. My steel arm stretches out, attached with a dragline. My rustic-looking bucket is poised to gather earth upon the commands of those inside my compartment. I am a useful tool in building anew. I am assisting in laying the groundwork for Warden Fall, a new RAF base. This soil, though, harbors mystery. I can hear them, but it's not yet clear if my human brethren can as well. Chanting…incantations, a netherrealm of existence underneath the very plot I am gouging. The slight tremor runs through my lines, invoking a sense of terror within me… Is this a good idea?
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Nuts & Bolts:
1983… A docile father suddenly guns down his family in brutal fashion. Never known to be violent or malicious, Tony Mathias, our murderer, is thrust into the spotlight after a horrendous chain of events. Decades later, we see Cally Darker, our main protagonist and creator of a true crime podcast, receiving a tip about a case of the other World End’s Murders from 1983. After careful consideration, Cally’s interests are piqued, and she begins her own investigation, which she renames the Eagle Mount Murders. Through conversations with various friends and family members of Tony Mathias, several questions remain unanswered. Having discovered the latest project tapes from Mathias, Cally unearths an eeriness surrounding Warden Fall, the location where Tony was conducting a new art piece. Down the rabbit hole, readers are taken into a myriad of unbelievable folklore that ties into the very land that Warden Fall is standing upon. The recorded cassette tapes hold the key to the mystery, yet what happens when the clues they provide also become the worst nightmare?
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Orbs Pros:
Daniel Church, our author, has written an intense novel. There is plenty here to wrangle the proverbial feathers. Horrifying creatures slink around in the darkness, waiting, biding their time. Nightmares exploding through eyelids, telling of a foreboding future. Deeply atmospheric in tone, the novel is sure to supply a jolt to your nerves. The prose was solid, and thus my reading experience flew by fairly quickly. I would like to acknowledge Church’s creativity, as the demonic entities introduced simply took my breath away. As I watched the changes on the world canvas, more horrid thought patterns emerged from my mind.
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Orbs Cons:
While not a deal breaker by any means, I felt as though the relationship between Cally and Ellen, her love interest, seemed rushed and unbelievable. Certainly cut from the same cloth, I understood their common ground and understanding; however, the relationship took a serious turn quite quickly, which had me questioning Church’s decision. The novel felt long in the tooth. Perhaps shaving some of that time spent on the relationship may have helped reinvigorate the novel towards the ¾ mark.
🔚The conclusion was quite satisfying indeed. I was in the front seat, clickety clack, clickety clack. The vibrations began targeting my gluteus maximus as my eyes darted far down below. To the abyss, the people wandering around the theme park. Up, up, climbing yet higher still…. Panic and fear are rearing their ugly heads. I have reached the crescendo, my lunch-filled stomach on high alert. Oh, this was going to be intense. Jetting through corners at a high velocity, peering down into a pit of anxiousness. Jarring my neck into crooked positions, I felt battered by an inordinate amount of sensations, and suddenly it was over….The ride had ended. I stood and closed the book, wiping the perspiration from my brow. “Take a trip on the wild side,” by Motley Crue, blares from the speakers.
Recommended!
For those who love bizarrely over-the-top horror!
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Orbs Epilogue:
I feel heavy, weirdly weighed down like a swollen belly. As an excavator, this would seem normal, yet this was strange. Was it the rocks? Is the soil wet? Blood-stained, perhaps? I began to retract my line when all of a sudden, my cable snapped, lashing out like a frog delivering a tongue lashing. I was not wanted here; this was for certain. Out of commission, I thanked the machinery god that my job was done. However, the work here was far from finished, and hopefully, I would be miles away in the comforts of anything but unholy domains.
Many thanks to the publisher Angry Robot for the ARC through NetGalley in exchange for my honest review.