It’s hard to top the news for scares these days. But if you are looking for something to read while you hide out from the trick or treaters this weekend, here’s a look back to a post I wrote in 2016.
David Mitchell’s Slade House opens in 1979
in a voice reminiscent of characters from Mitchell's Black Swan Green.
(This isn’t so bad, I thought.) Nathan and his mother have been invited by Lady
Norah Grayer for an afternoon of music at her city residence Slade House. After
some trouble finding the address, they step through an iron gate into a
beautiful garden. Lady Norah’s brother Jonah befriends Nathan and they begin a
game of chase around the house. After being frightened by a dog, Nathan runs
inside and finds himself face-to-face of a portrait…of himself hanging on the
wall. Nathan wakes up and finds himself with his father in Rhodesia. Has the
previous scene been a dream? Or is this his dream now?
Mitchell keeps us guessing until the next section
opens in 1988 when another unsuspecting guest of Slade House finds himself
dreaming awake and sees his portrait on the stairs. Nine years later a group of
college students in a paranormal society seek out the house hoping to find the
guests who have disappeared in years past. They too meet their end at the hands
of the crafty twins.
There is some comfort in the repetition. Upon meeting
each new narrator, the reader expects he or she also will meet his or her
demise.
Breathing a sigh of relief, we find the final narrator not at Slade House, but a local pub. She is
meeting an informant who tells her the life histories of the Grayer twins. In
true Mitchell fashion, we get an action-packed final section in which the
twins’ weakened power is overrun by a time-traveling avenger.
All in all, although there were a few hair-prickling
scenes, I haven’t had nightmares and have had no trouble falling asleep. Though
if someone invites me over for afternoon tea, I will be more than a little
wary.