I knew it was going to be good, but I didn't know it was going to be this good. Is it weird to say CJ Leede has written my favorite Stephen King novel? I know, every horror writer and their cat gets compared to Stephen King in one way or another, but here's why I say it: besides the obvious reasons SK would come to mind within the first pages, the best thing about King and the thing that Leede took and infused with her particular flavor of WTF-ery, is the everyday, run of the mill, regular person suddenly dealing with very irregular, extraordinary circumstances, both within and without themselves.