This novel jumps right into the action. A thunderstorm is brewing but nothing like Molly had ever seen. When she looked out her window, she noticed that the rain was faintly luminescent. Within the falling rain, she witnessed wolves gathering on her front porch. A strange calmness washed over her, and she sensed that they would not harm her. She stepped out onto her front porch. The wolves, with their tails tucked, neither growled nor barred their teeth at her.
Molly and her husband leave their house to find the world suddenly changed. It has become dark and sinister. Many are dead. Even so, the dead talk as if they weren’t. Amid this great chaos, she is befriended by a dog who leads her to believe that she needs to gather up all the children.
This book reminds me a lot of another one of his books: 77 Shadow Street. Both present a world that is overcome with evil things. The difference is that 77 Shadow Street centers around a hotel.
I find that Dean Koontz relies a lot on his descriptions. For the most part, I think they add a lot to the story. In regard to this book, however, I found some of them a little awkward. My opinion is that in some instances a simpler description would have been better.
The story felt monotonous to me as well. There were little surprises and the ending was a little anticlimactic.
I give this book a 4. It was a decent book but not his best.
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