Eh. It's Christmastime, so that added to my intrigue for this book about a horrible event on Christmas Eve. The first 10 or 15%, where the plot was being set up, was very enjoyable. It went downhill after that. It was OK, but far from great.
This was my first Stephen Laws. I've got one more in my TBR. Darkfall wasn't so bad that I wont' read the other one I've got (The Wyrm), but it also wasn't good enough that I'll look for more by Stephen Laws.
On Christmas Eve, dozens of office parties are taking place throughout an enormous high-rise. The ominous storm on the horizon does nothing to diminish the revelers' spirits-until a deafening thunderclap sounds and all the residents in the building vanish. All, that is, except the slightly intoxicated superintendent manning the boiler room. Laws's enthralling story, first published in the U.K. in 1992, moves at lightning speed in the first act, but once the story is established, it turns into a fascinating Clive Barker-esque nightmare where the walls, doors and floors come to life and absorb human tissue, creating a whole new life form.
Haunting and chilling. I read this in one night! I will never look at a storm the same way again!
Lightning storms are deadly! Everyone disappears from an office building while celebrating on Christmas Eve. A severed hand is found in an office! Great horror story.
"A storm is raging. A massive storm, filled with lightning, power...and terror. But inside one high-rise office building, all is silent. Moments before, the building was filled with Christmas parties and celebrating employees. Now it is empty. Everyone has vanished, disappeared into thin air. The only thing left behind--a severed human hand.
Detective Jack Cardiff and his squad are about to discover the living hell that is Darkfall, where the impossible and the insane become all too real, and where things that were once human become living nightmares. As the investigation proceeds, the full extent of the horror emerges, a horror beyond imagining, more fearsome than the howling storm that spawned it."
Quick and grit. Brits do it better than Americans it seems.