You can get in, but you can't get out... at least not alive. Shortly after his arrival in the small town of Porterville, Texas, Detective Jack Nelson meets a stranger who claims that they've been friends for over a month. A waitress in the diner across the street from his motel recognizes Jack and tells him he's been eating at her restaurant for two months. When Jack discovers undeniable evidence that most of his memories are false, he begins to suspect that he's a subject of a mind-manipulation experiment conducted by a secret organization. What he doesn't realize is that the motel he's staying at is owned by a powerful evil entity thriving on death and human suffering. He also doesn't know that everyone who left this place ended up committing suicide.
A motel where you can check in, but you can't check out. Demonic spells, lost soul, and a metaphisto plot drag what might have been an interesting short story out to an interminable novel.
The only spellbinding thing about this book is how in the world it got published. I think the author was in my high school creative writing class. As I recall, he got a C.
This has the stupidest ending I've ever read. It was as if the author got himself into a story he couldn't get out of so he had his 8 year old child write an ending. Other reviewers said this book was boring and they couldn't finish it. Actually, they were the lucky ones. I didn't find it boring at all, I kept reading. I kept wondering how they would get out of the trouble they were in in the few remaining pages. I was disappointed.