David Mitchell’s The Bone Clocks was one of my favourite books of 2014 – you can read my review of it here.
So reading Slade House, which is set in the same universe as The Bone Clocks was like revisiting an old friend – if of course your old friend is spine-tinglingly chilling.
A great book to be reading over Halloween, Slade House is smaller in scope than The Bone Clocks, but covers the same kinds of characters. Each year, victims are lured to Slade House to feed a pair of twins relying on psychic energy to sustain eternal life. But of course, it wouldn’t be David Mitchell if he spelled all this out for you. Instead, we meet a mother and son on their way to tea with a society lady who might just help them out of the financial rut they are in – but only if poor Nathan can contain his oddness for the day. But when Nathan enters the grounds of Slade House, something is lying in wait for him.
One by one the victims deliver themselves to the occupants, and even though we know what’s going on, we are constantly surprised by Mitchell’s imaginative scenarios, each of which is different to the last. There is not a dull moment in Slade House – read it because you loved The Bone Clocks, or because you love the idea of curling up to a deliciously scary read tonight. Highly recommended.