This was a fun read. Lots of dark doings, supernatural mystery, and bloody mayhem. But... I don't know if I'm even cut out for American horror anymore, because it was all so distant. When I think back on the horror stories that have given me the heebie jeebies, that have made me afraid to turn off the light at night, that have SCARED me, they all brought the scary stuff home. They wormed into my brain and ruined the feeling that I was safe in my own home, or my own brain. This one is so thoroughly distant (the Alaskan Wilderness! Don't go into the woods and you're safe!) that it reads more like dark fantasy. But it was solidly written (apart from the tendency to use big words that the author doesn't quite get right) and original. So, good times.