The house looked right, felt right, to Dr Louis Creed.
Rambling, old, unsmart and comfortable. A place where the family could settle; the children grow and play and explore. The rolling hills and meadows of Maine seemed a world away from the fume-choked dangers of Chicago.
Only the occasional big truck out on the two-lane highway, grinding up through the gears, hammering down the long gradients, growled out an intrusive threat.
But behind the house and far away from the road: that was safe. Just a carefully cleared path up into the woods where generations of local children have processed with the solemn innocence of the young, taking with them their dear departed pets for burial.
A sad place maybe, but safe. Surely a safe place. Not a place to seep into your dreams, to wake you, sweating with fear and foreboding.
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Review: Pet SemataryUser Review - Andrew - Goodreads
As usual excellent writing, and compelling storyline. Truly compelling in a horrifyingly close way that I did not expect. I agree completely with Mr. King when he said in his intro that he had gone too far. I give the book 4 stars, but seriously wish I had not read it. Read full review
Review: Pet SemataryUser Review - Dale Young - Goodreads
To this day this is the scariest book I have ever read. The movie did not do the novel justice. When I read the novel I had no idea where the story was going and then after a point I realized what was ... Read full review