Random. Odd. Intriguing. Subtly dark, with an ambiguous ending. These words flitted through my mind as I stumbled through a story that felt like a weird episode of The Magicians. Even after finishing the book, I still don’t really get the point of the story. It felt unfinished, anti-climactic, unknowable, like a vivid dream recently awoken from that is too tangled and too random to describe coherently. There is a house, a school, students, professors, mind-control and mass hypnosis, plasm, secret experiments, mystery, ambiguity. Yet how to link them into any sort of decipherable pattern defies logic. I liked the writing. The plot was intriguing, but the ending left me with a what-the-hell-did-I-just-read kind of feeling. I have a feeling that this book will stay with me for a while, not in a pleasant recall of the story, but as a haunting, an eerie mind-fuck that is as unforgettable as it is indecipherable.