Slade House

Slade House by David Mitchell, 238 pages

In an inconspicuous alley in England, a small iron door shows up every nine years. And whenever this door shows up, someone (a police officer, a student, a small boy and his mother) goes missing. Yes, the door and the disappearances are linked, but it's awfully hard to prove that when the mysterious door, and the grand Slade House to which it leads, are untraceable by the outside world.

I'm hesitant to describe any more of the plot of this compact horror story, though I'll happily say that it's good, spooky, and Gaimanesque in style. I love the atmosphere that Mitchell creates, and I particularly enjoy Mitchell's decision to let the victims tell their own story, with each section being told in first person. An excellent quick and spooky read.