Thanks to Tenebrous Press, for providing me with an early review copy.
All thoughts and opinions are my own.
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One of the things we are forced to reckon with, as we age and become aware of the world, is the reality of the terrible things that go on. These ugly deeds, have a current, have a pulse. Coming face to face with the reality of it all, is a heavy task, it crushes hearts, ruins lives. Some dig their heals in, acknowledging the darkness, and raging against it. I maintain that the the bulk of the Horror Fiction Community, is in this camp. Full of Warmth, pain and compassion... For others, it becomes the tipping point. The opening of that door, that peek into those shadowed corners of life, tears them asunder. They are un-made.
"Alicia is in the Basement" is a reminder of that abyssal essence that flows in the world. We do what we can, to ignore it, but it resides in us all. A disparate thing, that attains physical manifestation.
You don't read Santiago's book, as much as you find yourself trapped in a box. Forced along, through a waking nightmare. It's a fever dream that throws the facts of reality and the flow of time askew. When that great ugliness, and loss becomes your world, you will be changed.
Santiago Eximeno's novella is a heartbreaking, Stygian meditation on the cruelties of reality, loss, and the violence done to the innocent. It's a book that some part of you will plead for you not to read, not to finish, but like the narrator, you'll find yourself reading on, pushing forward, moving downwards.