This Pike book is bitter-sweet, a great tale that will catch you up in it even if at the end you are a little saddened by its conclusion. A very different book for him, not so much horror unless you look at the horror of cancer and especially the horror of young people who have terminal cancer. A great read well worth your time.
Rotterham Home was a hospice for young people, a place where teenagers with terminal illnesses went to die. Nobody who checked in ever checked out. It was a place of pain and sorrow, but also, remarkably, a place of humor and adventure. At the hospice was a group of five young men and women who called themselves the Midnight Club. Every night at twelve they met and told each other stories- tales of intrigue and horror, of life and death. True stories, made-up stories, and stories that fell somewhere in between.
But one night, in the middle of a particularly scary story, these five people make a pact with each other that says that the first one of them who dies is to make every effort to contact the others- from beyond the grave.
Then one of them dies. And the story begins. The most wonderful story. The most horrible.
Christopher Pike is like the little more risque version of R.L. Stine. Typically, his books have some graphic language and/or sexual references, but this book was quite different than his usual sort. It actually really endeared him to me as an author, because it was a pleasant surprise. He takes on a deeper role in this one, making this book feel completely different from his other books. A lot of his books have very different plots, though some of them tend to be a little cliche in the teen horror genre. This one was a direct departure in a new way, and that made it a pretty good read.
I got caught up in Christopher Pike books when my girls were teens. now they are adults, I still grab a quick read every now and then. these are good books. not truly scary, but great for the young adult