25 Days - Per Jacobsen
Genera: Christmas/Horror
5★
DON'T pick this book up and think, "Oh, Boy...Just a Spooky Holiday Thriller". Read this ONLY if you REALLY, REALLY like stories that contains enough psychological terror to fill the Grand Canyon
Hoping to bring his family closer together, Adam Gray arranges a vacation in a remote cabin on a snowy mountain. Things take a dark turn, however, when someone starts leaving "gifts" in the big red Christmas stocking on the barn door. Each morning brings something new, and with every passing day, the stocking's contents become more and more terrifying. Soon, the family makes a spine-chilling realization: they’ve been dragged into a deranged game of "Secret Santa", and if they want to survive, they will have to fight.
I guess there may be something seriously wrong with me, because I actually DO like books with stories of psychological terror! Inside this one I got 25 chapters...each one colder, meaner, and more paranoid than the last. Think of it as an Advent calendar for emotional collapse, with each daily “gift” bringing a new mental landmine, beautifully gift-wrapped in trauma and sprinkled with deadly holiday dread.
The reader is in no way, eased into this. You are tossed into a remote cabin that is filled with already broken people, and the door is slammed shut and bolted from the outside, leaving you without any safety nets. Forget about any cozy "Christmasy" type vibes. What you're going to get is cold snow, dark suspicion, and the "STAR OF THE SHOW"... ONE SINGLE RED STOCKING, that may or may not, want to feast on your soul for breakfast... and if anything is left over, have the rest for lunch and dinner.
We have Adam Gray. He's not at all a "bad guy". He's a husband, a father, and a motivational speaker, who believes that a snowy Christmas vacation with his "Very Not Okay" in any sense of the word... family, is just what is needed to heal their boatload of family trauma. He rents a cabin in the woods that has no signals, no backups, and apparently, no survival instincts either.
Then THE red stocking just shows up... hangs itself on the barn....and starts delivering its “gifts” to the trapped family. Not the "jolly Santa" kind of gifts.... not even the “slightly weird uncle” type of gifts. These are "psychological bombshells"...and they arrive like clockwork...one each day, just long enough for the tension to build, simmer and boil over between this family who already are wanting to scream and throw themselves into the nearest snowbank. By the time the family starts connecting the dots, it’s way, way, way too late. They're stuck... trapped in the woods, and you think that the next chapter just might kill them.
This story doesn’t scream at you...it whispers...it sneaks up and breathes on the back of your neck while you're reading. It waits until your guard down and then makes you question whether that creak you heard in the hallway was actually just the house settling, or something coming for you with a "gift", just for you, clutched in its hand.
The pacing of this story is brilliant and simply brutal. Imagine a migraine headache made of ice, and you are getting close. Or as my neighbor, who also read this book, described it... it was like "driving on black ice with no brakes, with a screaming 2-year-old in the back seat". Good one. I believe that my neighbor should write my next horror read:), but I have to totally agree that indeed, this was horror done right. You don’t know who to trust. You don’t know what the rules are, or if there ever was rules, or if those rules have changed while you weren't listening...and you never know what’s coming out of that red stocking next. The story doesn't have monsters...only ordinary people. Scared, flawed, breaking people.... but simply... ordinary people...which made it SO much worse.
This quote from the book, pretty much ties up the family's fate with a "Big Red Christmas Bow": “Each day brought a new gift. Each gift brought us closer to the end.” That pretty much says it all.... short, sharp, descriptive, and drenched in doom.
If you like horror of this kind...you should read this...but maybe not in December unless you like screaming into snowbanks and thinking that your Christmas tree is planning "psychological manipulation":) The story won't scare you just in a "fun way". You'll check often to see if something is watching you. It’s cold, hard dread and terror enclosed in a paperback cover with 25 perfectly wrapped, blood-soaked chapters. Oh...and you might want to check your door for a big red Christmas stocking.