The Angel of Indian Lake opens its pages like the elevator doors in The Shining and an endless wave of blood surges out. 

This isn’t just a slasher. This is a hundred slashers. This is every slasher. This is a massacre. 

As you wade through the third act body dump, picking your way through dismembered limbs and severed heads, flinching away from axes and chainsaws and bear claws and corpses grabbing for your ankles, a hand reaches through the carnage and pulls you to relative safety (but are you ever really safe?). Jade Daniels, back in Proofrock, Idaho, returns as your tour guide for the slaughter in this finale. 

The Angel of Indian Lake is more brutal, more bloody, more horrific by far than its older siblings, going off the rails in the best possible way and taking as many lives as it can grab on the way. Through all of it, you can’t help but feel safe with Jade Daniels by your side. She’ll loudly declare that she is no final girl, has never been the final girl, can’t possibly be the final girl, but readers, Jade Daniels is my Final Girl. She will always be my Final Girl. 

This book is a perfect ending to a perfect trilogy…though if Friday the 13th Part 4: The Final Chapter has taught me anything, it’s that there’s always a chance the slasher will return… 

Horror fans, brace yourselves, you’re in for a grisly ride, and you’re going to love every blood-soaked second.