A modern day Hansel and Gretel of sorts, Slade House details five stories over five decades in a mysterious house. Every nine years, the residents invite someone who is different or lonely through the small black iron door tucked away in a narrow alley. Upon arrival guests don't want to leave, immersed in a beautiful garden behind a white marble house. Soon they find out they can't.
Although this haunted house story is a standalone title, it exists in the same world as David Mitchell's The Bone Clocks and other novels. Reoccurences and parallels in each chapter can feel repetitive, as the backstory is slowly delivered. Mitchell manages to keep the plot moving along, resulting in a story that is nearly impossible to put down. Buried in this book for two days, it was an excellent break from titles I typically gravitate towards.