I hate this book and I loved this book. The entire time I was reading this book I was waiting, hoping, grasping for a climax. The plot was slow moving to a painful fault. Yet gave enough that it demanded me to push forward. But the worse and best part of it was the ending where you finally get a taste of the horror you were seeking through the whole book. The book seemed like an extended prelude I could have read the first 10 chapters and the last three and been ready to read the next book. I've never been so frustrated and intrigued by a book. Thank god I didn't read this when it first came out. At least I can go get the next book in the series today. Hopefully for my sanity sake it moves faster than this one.