this is my first Bentley Little book and for some reason I didn't expect much going in? so much to my surprise I had to make sure I only read it while the lights were on and someone else was awake - despite the writing style not being my particular jam, the book made me feel so on edge and creeped out. it hit on some very old specific fears of mine, not only that but Little hits on the way that fear felt when I was younger. the ending wasn't really what I wanted but wasn't bad, and I'm interested in exploring more of Little's work.