Leading a Paranormal Investigation…


During my junior year of undergrad, I interned in the Rose Archives at the College at Brockport. My project was on the “Ghost of Hartwell Hall”. Cool, right? I can’t imagine a better project than that. I think the coolest part about the project was when I got permission from the college to conduct a paranormal investigation during an overnight stay. I was also allowed to invite the Monroe County Paranormal Investigations (M.C.P.I) team to help me. My boyfriend, Erik, was there as well. The overnight stay happened on March 18th, 2016. This was during Spring Break so there weren’t many other students or faculty there.

Hartwell Hall had eons of supernatural speculation where students and staff reported seeing and feeling paranormal events. Students reported chills in warm parts of the building, objects moving, and seeing a figure of a man. Cleaning crew members also saw the figure of a man, reported objects moving off of their carts and finding them in other rooms, a male voice speaking to them throughout the night and there is the speculation that, “Clyde” a.k.a the nickname for the male spirit, likes to solve math problems. In a transcript another student who worked on the project in 1993 uploaded regarding her interview with some of the housekeeping staff, they reported that a professor would leave math equations on the chalkboard at night and when they opened the building in the morning, it’d be solved. I mean, what ghost can’t resist math equations?

Now I researched the history of the college thoroughly and the man they might believe to be the spirit, Julius Bates, could be true as he died on the land where Hartwell stands. Before Hartwell Hall stood, and before the Normal School stood, there was the Brockport Collegiate Institute in the 1800’s. This was the town of Brockport’s first attempt to make a college for their future. Bates was the first principal of the Institute and he died at the age of forty in his bedchambers. The building housed the students, faculty and staff, the classrooms, cafeteria, and a number of odd rooms like a music studio. There is no known cause as to what Bates died of but they attribute it to a heart attack.

The College at Brockport has had its fair share of deaths on campus which adds to it being known for paranormal activity. Over my four years there, at least a handful of students died on campus. One died in my freshman dorm. Hartwell Hall isn’t the only building said to be haunted. I know from my own experience that it’s not. I couldn’t find an accurate number of deaths that occurred on the land the College resides on but I would say at least a dozen, give or take. Bates wasn’t the only one to die where Hartwell stands. Shortly after Bates died, a student claimed he was sick and stayed behind while others went to church. He tried making popcorn in his dorm room and accidentally burnt the Institute down. Oops. There is no record if the student survived or if there were other people left in the school. There was also the death of a man who was working on a cistern, slipped on a wooden plank, and drowned. Another man died after being hit on the railroad track that runs through the campus.

Anyway, the ghost hunt expedition started at 8PM that night and went until 6AM the following morning. The team and I went into the building and I told them about its history. We walked around and conducted tests and talked to the spirits. We set up cameras in rooms where activity was said to happen, wrote a math equation in one of the rooms, and conducted EVP sessions. We went inside the walls and basement of the building. In the 1970’s, some of the homeless people in town would hide in the tunnels in the basement for warmth and shelter. Could any of them passed away?

There is also a legend that a young female student drowned in the pool that used to be in Hartwell. There was in fact a pool but they took it out after renovations. Now it’s Studio 64 and used for dance practices. I couldn’t find anything to prove a girl drowned. The team had split into two and I stayed with half of them in Studio 64 while Erik followed the other half through the building.  But during one of the EVP contact sessions we did in Studio 64, I swear the temperature dropped and something grabbed my foot. They were talking to the ‘ghost’ in the darkness of the room. The only light came from a flashlight and their camera. The room was warm and no vents were turned on. They asked me to lie in the middle of the floor while they asked the spirit to make a sound or to do something. The air right above me dropped while the air on the sides of me stayed warm and then I felt a pull on my right foot. I didn’t move and the pulling didn’t stop. I’m not entirely sure what happened or if a ghost actually touched me. I could’ve just been caught up in the moment but who knows for sure? I wasn’t going to move but the other half of the team opened the studio door and the pulling on my foot stopped.


Studio 64

The other interesting thing that happened that night was that I almost made a believer out of a major skeptic. Erik does not believe in ghosts, or spirits, or anything supernatural. That’s kind of why I brought him along. In Hartwell, a floor up from Studio 64, there is a small auditorium. The room is pretty dark but it does have windows near the ceiling which allows streetlamp light to shine in. When we walked into the room, all of the seats were folded up. Erik said he turned his head and saw the figure of a man in one of the seats. He stopped walking and stared at the figure, who vanished a couple seconds later. He walked over to the spot where he saw the figure and that was the only seat that was down. Needless to say, he was kind of freaked out and stared at the seat the whole time were were in the room. Could that have been Bates??

The rest of the night passed quietly. The paranormal team left around 3AM and Erik and I walked around the building, checking up on the math equation and items we’d left in certain rooms. Around 5AM, we did hear a loud bang a couple hallways away but it didn’t happen again. We heard little noises, like things dropping and scraping outside of Studio 64 but we couldn’t find the cause. I wanted to conduct a seance in Studio 64 but I couldn’t get Erik to go along with it. I think he was a little weirded up from the figure he saw earlier. We decided to stay for another hour but nothing happened so we left. I should mention that we also went up in the bell tower and shocked to find that there was no bell but a large collection of women’s panties hung up on a clothesline. Dozens of pairs and crushed beer cans everywhere. That might’ve been the weirdest thing we found that night.


One of the spooky hallways.

A few weeks later, the team sent me some audio clips to listen to but they decided it most likely wasn’t paranormal activity. Just odd noises picked up by the cameras. Is Hartwell haunted? Or is it just the effect of campus legends mixed with fear? Especially, during the night when people are tired and alert to anything out of the ordinary. I would say that Hartwell probably has some kind of ghostly activity just because of the amount of tragedy and death that occurred on the land. And that’s just from the deaths recorded. Who knows the entire history of that plot of land?

I’m also intrigued to know how much campus legend and talk affect people’s beliefs of ghosts. I mean, every college campus has some ghostly legend. I doubt many of them have had research and investigations done but how is it that they all have a type of legend? Why is it that so many people are disbelievers but they spread the legend and even act wary of them? Just in case? I heard so many students talk about the ghosts and how it’s a dumb story, ghosts don’t really exist. Yet, they won’t go in Hartwell at night or they exit their night classes like bats outta hell. I wonder how much the fear of the unknown affects them…

I will say that leading a paranormal investigation for my internship was one of the coolest things I’ve ever done. If you ever get a chance to lead one, be safe, but go for it. Even if you don’t find anything and you feel like a dork. You never know what you could find…


Hartwell Hall at night. Yes, there’s no bell up in that tower.



Poe’s Short Stories: A Review


This week we visit the legendary Edgar Allan Poe and three of his short stories. The Black Cat, The Tell-Tale Heart, and The Cask of Amontillado. Poe’s stories are short and easy to read but despite the length, they’re chock-full of emotion and fear. Not to mention crazy psychos. Were they effective psychos? Let’s talk about it.

First of all, Poe wrote all three narrators from a psychotic POV. They begin by saying that they’re not crazy, at least not at first. Also, they don’t have names. This makes them even scarier because when something doesn’t have a name, potentially, it could relate to anyone or anything. The boogeyman’s name isn’t Charles or Ned. It’s the boogeyman because it’s vague.

I think The Black Cat, besides being one of my favorite Poe stories, is the best example of a psychotic narrator. He starts off by saying that he’s not crazy and has no idea why his actions and feelings became so violent. He was always a nice guy who loved animals. His favorite was a black cat. One day, the cat became perverse. So, he gouged its eye out before hanging it from a tree. When another cat started following him, the feelings of dread and regret ate at him until he tried to kill that cat. Instead, he killed his wife and bricked her body up in the wall. He almost got away with it until the cat began howling and mewing from inside the wall. We get to see his mind shift from a decent person to one becoming unhinged, crazy. We relate to him until things spiral out of control and even then, we still relate to him. How many of us have become temporally obsessed by a thought or regret? As far as I know, we haven’t murdered because of it.

Poe’s Tell-Tale Heart is another great example of a sane-ish man going crazy because of a specific thing, in this case, the old man’s milky (evil) eye. Again, we see the narrator’s mind shift and become unhinged. He watches the old man sleep every night while trying to get up the courage to murder him. One night, the old man awakens and the narrator sees the eye and eventually kills the old man. He can still hear the man’s heart beating from fear and slowly, the beating becomes louder and louder until the narrator confesses to the cops in hopes the noise will stop. We see how insane the narrator is getting throughout the story and how psychotic he ends up being.

Now, my least favorite of three is The Cask because most of the story consists of the narrator (Montresor, yes, we actually get a name in this story) leading his friend, Fortunato, down into catacombs with the false intention of sharing a rare wine. Montresor plans for the murder of his friend. He sends his servants away as to not be disturbed, chains his friend up and builds a wall to seal him in. What makes the narrator a good example of a psycho is that he plans out the murder ahead of time, goes through with it and is mentally unstable as the story goes on. He also tells us the story fifty years after it happened which proves he’s unreliable as a narrator. Who knows if the murder even happened?

Overall, all three narrators are psychotic, mentally unstable and unreliable narrators. They all commit murder and have no regret-they instead derive pleasure from it. Black Cat’s narrator becomes angry and abusive to everyone and has no guilt over killing his wife-just Pluto. Tell-Tale Heart’s narrator plans out the murder of the old man’s evil eye, watches him sleep in a very creepy manor nightly until he commits the cruel act-only to derive happiness from doing it. Until the beating heart drives, him crazy. The Cask’s narrator plans out a murder for his friend and executes it while remaining calm. All three narrators are great examples of psychopaths. I think the length of the stories helps because instead of droning on and on inside their unstable minds, Poe effectively portrays them in a short number of pages. He makes the stories creepy and scary in fewer words. Sometimes, less is more.

Batman: The Killing Joke-A Review


Batman: The Killing Joke by Alan Moore and Brian Bolland is a graphic novel and a fast read. I’m not sure where to start for my review but this was my least favorite book of the semester. It featured Batman himself alongside the infamous Joker. I found mostly cons instead of pros for a change. Despite the shortness of the novel and minimal dialogue, the Joker makes for an effective psychopath.

I’m not really a fan of comic books or graphic novels and find them hard to get into. This book was no different. I like reading books where I can delve into the characters lives and get to know them. I was severely disappointed because I couldn’t dig deep into the minds of any of the characters but we did get a lot of characterization from Joker. We didn’t really get any from Batman.

I was surprised to get some of the Joker’s backstory. I felt terrible when I learned that his wife and child died. He seemed like a simple man trying to follow his dream while trying his hardest to support his family, only to turn to crime. While I couldn’t connect to most of the characters, I felt a little connected to the Joker when I learned his backstory. I hated him later on when he shot Barbara.

I wished we’d gotten more of a backstory from Batman. Now, through the few movies I’ve seen, I know the basics of his life but I wished for more in this graphic novel. But the novel would have to be longer and Moore said he couldn’t make it any longer without losing some of the visuals.

Speaking of the visuals, they were the best part of the book. I loved how vivid and brightly colored they were. Every image captured my eye and I spent more time soaking in each frame than I did reading the bits of dialogue. Even the gory scenes were beautifully drawn and detailed.

Now the most memorable part of the novel was when the Joker and his minions broke into Gordon and Barbara’s home and caused mayhem. The Joker shot Barbra, paralyzing her for life and then proceed to strip her and take photos of her. Then, his minions abducted Gordon for their plans to drive him crazy by showing him the pictures of his daughter. This was the most twisted part of the whole story.

We get so much characterization of the Joker that it’s hard to say he’s not a psychopath. He escapes the mental institution multiple times, he hires henchmen, and he causes chaos and destruction. While no one actually died in the novel, the Joker seems like murder is right up his alley. I’d hate to be in the same room with the guy. He’s definitely insane. I was a little disappointed in his plan to make Gordon crazy-showing pictures of his daughter, bloody and naked, probably wouldn’t drive anyone insane but make them incredibly angry.

Overall, the novel is great if you’re into graphic novels and comic books. If you’re not, I’d recommend any of the handfuls of Batman movies, especially Batman Forever. Although, the villains are different in that film. Jim Carrey was meant to play the crazy and insane Riddler.

Joyride: A Review


I surprisingly really enjoyed Joyride by John Ketchum. It was gripping and I kept racing to the next page at times. I read the entire novel in one night. That doesn’t usually happen. There was a multitude of characters including the main characters: Lee, Carole, and Wayne, as well as secondary characters: Susan and Rule. I found way more pros than cons for this novel and I thought it was a great depiction of a killer.

The biggest con I had were all of the scenes involving rape and sexual assaults. I feel uncomfortable reading scenes like these so they were hard to get through at times. But since it was a big part of the novel, they were kind of necessary. Kind of.

The other con I had was that at times it was hard to determine who Ketchum was speaking about. He talked about multiple men in the same paragraph and only said: “he”. I had to reread the passages because it was unclear on who he was talking about. At times I thought Lee was doing terrible acts until I realized it was Howard or Wayne. Ketchum could’ve used their names a little more. Or maybe it was operator error.

But, let’s talk about the pros. All of the characters were well-developed and stood out from one another. I think a big part of this was because Ketchum switched heads a lot. We got inside the mind of almost all of the characters, including the boy who found Howard’s body. I loved that. By doing that, we were also able to get inside the unstable mind of Wayne.

Speaking of Wayne, I thought he made for a great depiction of a killer. He was massively unstable even before he watched Lee and Carole murder her ex-husband. He kept a hit list. He planned out his killing spree. I mean, he knew the exact route he was going to go, he got a motel room for the night, and he planned for complications. Not to mention the body count he piled up before he was killed. I’m just glad he didn’t kill Susan in the beginning. There needed to be some survivors. I felt so sad when Lee died.

I especially liked getting inside Wayne’s mind because we knew how he thought and how unstable he was. In the beginning, when he was trying to build up the courage to kill Susan, we understood how long he desired to kill someone. How seeing Howard’s murder spurned him to actually kill. How once he saw Lee and Carole enter the bar-that was it. For fiction, he was a good killer. The end surprised and disturbed me. He didn’t even care who he killed, he just needed to kill. And he actually thought he’d get away with it.

Although, I think Wayne fit the bill for spree killer more than serial killer. He killed almost a dozen people at different locations but all within a single time period. Most serial killers take time before murders. Wayne’s motive: kill. It didn’t matter who he killed as long as he killed. He didn’t think about his little hit list until the end of the novel when he started killing his neighbors. He didn’t think about gender or age, he didn’t discriminate as he chose his victims. They were simply innocent people caught at the wrong place and time.

Overall, it was a great and terrifying book. The survivors will always think about the terrible things that happened and it’s a book that’ll stay with you for a little while. Anyone could be writing your name down in a book and if they ever build up their courage-you could be their next victim.

Seven: A Review


This was my first time viewing Seven and I must say that I didn’t expect the film to turn out as it did. I loved this film because I didn’t expect the ending. First of all, we get God himself mixed into the cast as one of the main characters, Somerset (Bruce Almighty reference here). Then, we have the ever-handsome Brad Pitt as Mills. I’d rather not mention Spacey…but I’ll talk about Doe. The film follows these two detectives as they investigate a series of murders based on the seven deadly sins and the ending is what’ll get you. Honestly, I had a hard time finding a lot of flaws in this movie. It was gripping. I thought I had plot lines figured out only to be shocked. And I truly thought Doe would be taking them to actual bodies. But the real question is was Doe a true psychopath? Hell yes!

Like Somerset said, he’s methodical and worst of all, patient. He planned these crimes out for years and had no guilt for the murders he committed. He simply was doing God’s work and removed the scum from the earth. The way he committed these murders was twisted and horrifying. He force fed the first victim, Gluttony, held a gun to his head, and when the victim passed out-he beat him until he imploded. Then, he killed the lawyer, Greed. Then, besides the ending, I think was the worst murder. I won’t get into details but it was so disturbing to realize what happened to that poor girl. Next, we have the beautiful woman who ‘was ugly on the inside’. He disfigured her and glued a phone in one of her hands, pills to the other, and gave her a choice.

Lastly, we reach the last two sins, Envy and Wrath. On the way to climax, Doe sits in the car and has a conversation with the detectives. Here is where we really get inside his mind and see how unstable and delusional this man really is. Doe set himself up to be Envy and made Mills be Wrath. I don’t think I know anyone who wouldn’t become Wrath in that situation. Although, I would’ve seen for myself what was in the box before killing someone. But, honestly, if this psychopath murdered the one person I loved-and the baby-I would’ve killed him too.

All of these gruesome details are what made Doe a psychopath, along with the dozens of minor details. He cut off his fingerprints, read all of these materials on the seven deadly sins, and actually committed these crimes. Then, because he was so psychotic and wanted to be remembered-he walked into the police station and handed himself over, knowing exactly what would happen. He knew Mills would kill him. He enjoyed torturing and hurting others. And who, besides Manson, would want to harm a pregnant woman? How did he even know she was pregnant?

He purposely let Mills live because, in his mind, Mills would know that Doe was the reason he was still alive. Because Doe allowed him too live. That sounds like the line from every real-life psychopath. I think this film was a perfect portrayal of a true psychopath.

Seven also had a few humorous moments which came from the banter of the two detectives as well as sad moments, mostly involving Tracey. It was a film that I didn’t want to stop watching and I had genuine reactions to it. I’d definitely recommend this movie to others and to keep in the class. But here’s the one thing I can’t figure out- why would a man who’s been so careful not to leave traces of himself at the crime scenes, who carefully places clues to the next murder-have a freaking library card?? Yes, he chose the name John Doe but why on earth would he check out these books? He clearly had money, why didn’t he just purchase them? Why leave a tiny trail like that? He didn’t want to be caught ahead of time but he almost was. Talk about stupid criminals….and I would’ve kicked myself in the ass if I was Mills. They had him-twice- and if they had caught him in time-Tracey and his unborn child would still be alive…the ending is one that’ll stay with you, at least for a while.


Bickle’s in a Pickle…


The film Taxi Driver is one of those classics that everyone should watch at least once. The film follows a man named Travis Bickle as he tries to figure out his purpose in life. He drives a taxi because he can’t sleep, pines for a girl named Betsey, hangs out in an adult movie theatre, and talks about purging his city of the scum and filth that lives there. The films features a very young Robert DeNiro and the talented Jody Foster as she plays a twelve-year-old prostitute named Iris. There was a ton of controversy when the movie came out revolving around her role in the film. The film had more pros than cons and the biggest question revolves around Bickle. Was he an effective psychopath? I’d have to say yes and no. This post will mostly focus on Bickle as a person.

I think Bickle was more of a budding psychopath. If he had the resources to really purge the city-there probably would’ve been more deaths but as one man on a mission only three people died. And honestly, who was going to miss a few pimps? DeNiro did a great job of portraying Bickle but that’s what he does. He’s unbelievably good in every role he plays. I’ve seen him be Bickle but I’ve also seen him be a wildly inappropriate grandpa who wants to bang a college girl.

Bickle really doesn’t have a lot of the psychopathic traits. He has this crush on Betsey which means that he has feelings. Psychopaths don’t. Although he doesn’t really know appropriate first date standards but that might be because he’s never asked a girl out before. I probably wouldn’t return the calls of a guy who took me to a porno on our first date. I can’t fault Betsey there.

And he has this burning desire to help Iris. He gives her money, kills her pimp, and basically restores her life. What psychopath would go out of his way to help a young girl-who fits the description of ‘scum’? I think that is a defining moment in the film that makes Bickle not a full psychopath. He won’t sleep with her or have anything to do with her sexually. I think Bickle is actually a decent guy.

Next, he kills the pimp and a couple of his guys and tries to kill himself before the cops come. Only there are no bullets left. Here’s where we see an unhinged Bickle. There’s blood everywhere, weird close-ups and Bickle pretending to shoot himself with his fingers over and over. He looks crazy. I wouldn’t want to be alone in a room with that version of him. And then he’s revered as a hero. I think it’s crazy when serial killers get fans but I don’t think it was wrong to call him a hero. Point blank-he saved Iris. Her pimp hit her and probably beat her. Who knows what other slimy things he did to others. She was doing drugs. And she was only twelve! That’s wildly messed up. She probably would’ve been dead before she hit eighteen and Bickle made sure that wasn’t her fate. I don’t think he was a true psychopath but had the potential to be if given the right circumstances.

Overall, the film was really good. There were times when it was unsettling as we learned Bickle was preparing to do something bad but sweet at times. DeNiro and Foster were two compelling actors, along with the girl who played Betsey. I’d definitely recommend this film to others. It had great music and you felt like you were pulled into the 70’s. Travis might not have all the tools in the shed but he wasn’t a terrible guy. Who doesn’t want to make the world a better place?

Helter Skelter: Not Just A Beatles Song


Helter Skelter: The True Story of the Manson Murders by Vincent Bugliosi and Curt Gentry followed the real story of one of the most notorious serial killers in history. Known as Charles Mason and his family. Manson and three of his female members (the most known convicted members besides Manson) were convicted of the slayings of seven people, including Sharon Tate and her unborn child, Paul. Although, it isn’t known how many people Manson actually killed. While I had mixed feelings about this book, I think it had more pros than cons. It wasn’t my favorite that we’ve read not was it terrible to read. Obviously, I think Manson is an effective psychopath…who doesn’t know that to be true?

I’ll get the cons out of the way. This book was over 500 pages and kind of a slug to get through, especially the beginning. There was so much content that I probably don’t remember half of it. There were also dozens of names so it was hard to keep them all straight, mostly in regards to the law officials. The biggest con to me was that at times I felt like I was reading a textbook. The words didn’t have life to them (no pun intended). In undergrad, I took a bunch of criminology classes and I read dozens of cases involving murder. This novel felt like I was rereading some of those. I don’t really read true crime novels because of this, I prefer true stories told through fiction. Kind of like horror films based on true stories.

However, one of the biggest pros was that this novel was all fact. Contradictory, I know. I felt like I was learning so much about the Manson Family murders and the people in them, as well as the victims. I knew the basics going into reading it but there were so many interesting facts I didn’t know. I also loved how we got the actual dialogue from the trials and the interviews of Manson and the girls. That was so cool to me. Mason was certainly a weird dude.

Speaking of Manson, there’s no doubt he’s a real-life psychopath. While this novel wasn’t my favorite so far, I liked how it wasn’t all fictionalized. The murders and events actually happened. I think it was a great addition to the course and helped offset the fictionalized psychopaths. A small con was that Manson wasn’t as gripping of a character as those in fiction. We didn’t get inside his head or up close and personal to him but I think Bugliosi did a good job of pulling Manson’s character out in the text. I especially liked when Bugliosi sat down with Manson after the trial. I got a clear sense that Manson wasn’t delusional but knew he was deluding others. Psychopaths don’t have emotion and Manson never once showed any. He was cold and calculating. I definitely wouldn’t want to be in the same room as him and I can’t believe that he still has fanatics to this day.

Overall, I would recommend this novel to others, especially if they prefer true crime to fiction. At times it was a slug to get through but the content was disturbing and horrific to read. And I really liked how Bugliosi included pictures of everyone involved and the crime scenes. Manson was a deeply disturbed person that felt no remorse for his crimes or for deluding and using the people he did. I agree that everyone is capable of killing in self-defense or defense of others but not everyone is capable of cold-blooded murder. Of laughing at the thought of slicing and dicing others or of torturing others before murdering them. That’s reserved for the true psychopaths… just like Manson….

Misery: For Us and The Poor Rat…


Honestly, this was my first-time reading Misery and it was very different from what I expected from what I know of the story. I’ve only watched pieces of the film so I knew the premise. It’s not different what I know of King, however. King definitely delivers in this novel. I couldn’t really think of any cons so I’m gonna focus on the pros.

First of all, I really liked the style choices King made in this novel. I loved reading excerpts from Paul’s novel-especially when he switched from the typewriter to longhand. I love when authors switch it up in their works and include notes or stories inside of the bigger story. Although, I wasn’t engaged in the excerpts since it was set in a different time period.

Now let’s talk about the two main characters: Paul and Annie. I think Annie was effective as a psychopath-how could she not be? But, I would’ve loved to get inside her head or POV. It would’ve made her character all the more disturbing. Even though we didn’t get inside her head, her actions made her a concrete psychopath. She not only locked Paul inside of the room but cut off pieces of him as punishment for disobeying her. First, she slammed his leg so it hurt him even more-and then cut off his foot and thumb. Then, she lawnmowered the policeman! LAWNMOWERED HIS HEAD!

And I have to mention this part because it was my favorite and least favorite scene in the whole novel-the moment where Annie kills the rat in her hand. I hate rats but I felt so scared for the little guy because I knew his fate and I can’t get that moment out of my head. That poor, little rat. I had to put the book down for a while after that…

Usually, I think the protagonist is written kind of boring as he’s supposed to be the good guy but since he was on painkillers most of the novel, I really liked his character. He felt a little psychotic to me as his thoughts trailed off and then by towards the end, he killed Annie. Maybe not directly but he planned out her demise like a serial killer might. I really liked how King wrote Paul’s character. He was well-written for a man addicted to painkillers getting body parts chopped off. I don’t think I would’ve lasted as long as he did.

I also have to mention King’s use of language. In all of his novels, King has a way of playing with words that make his descriptions grotesque and beautiful at the same time. I hated the rat scene but King’s use of language made me keep reading. He has this clear style of writing that’s consistent throughout the novel as well as good pacing.

Overall, I’d definitely recommend this novel! Even if you’ve only seen the film, read the novel. It’s more in-depth and way more disturbing. King’s use of language makes it hard to put down and Annie and Paul are two gripping characters. I had no idea what Annie was going to do next and I feared for Paul-and rats everywhere. Well, all animals everywhere.