Richard Fitcher is just your average, overweight nerd who enjoys a good round of D&D with his witch hunting clan. Only he thinks its all just a game.
He goes to Bridgeport to meet a reporter and her cameraman for a short spooky segment to coincide with their fall festival, and when everything starts to eerily go right, he is forced to start believing in the supernatural—and fast—because he’s going to have to use everything he knows to keep them all alive and hunt down the witch who’s been inhabiting their town.
If you dig some comedy mixed in with your horror, this is the book for you. Foster keeps the banter alive, constantly slinging witticisms about, even as the gore flies.
For me, it was a bit much, and wore thin at the edges over the course of the book—I didn’t find the characters especially realistic and the dialogue was probably the weakest point of the novel.
The narrative switches back and forth between the present, where Richard is being held in a police station and the past, where he is recounting the crazy night that led him there. Not everything is as it seems and I did appreciate that I had no idea where the story was going to go next.
I read this book in one sitting—it lends itself well to binge-reading—and although it was entertaining, it didn’t leave a huge impression on me. I think the constant humor disconnected me from the characters, so I didn’t really ever get them as people (rather than characters).
I have heard that Foster's previous release, The Wicked Ones, is a darker, more straight horror type of book, so that one is probably more up my alley than this one—sounds like Foster has a little something for everyone!
My thanks to the author for sending me a copy of this book to read and review as a part of the Night Worms Collective!
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