I don’t care how inbred he was, I’m not going to feel bad for this guy

I don’t know why I bothered to read this. It was attached to my copy of What The Night Knows, as novella prequel to What The Night Knows but meant to be read afterwards. I didn’t like What The Night Knows. I wasn’t going to like a prequel about its horrifying murdering ghost guy, pre-death. But I’m also unable to NOT complete what I’ve started, so I read the damn thing anyway.

So, Darkness Under the Sun tells us about Alton Blackwood’s life before he murders a bunch of people, gets killed by Detective Joe, and then comes back to possess other people to do his murdering (that book gets worse and worse the more I think about it). In the prequel, we see him stalk a young boy under the pretense of making friends, get invited into the kid’s house, and then horribly murder a bully who had been bothering the kid. Then he threatens the kid’s family, disappears into the night, and kills a bunch of other people

It’s mean and nasty and totally unnecessary. I wouldn’t have minded a little backstory on Detective Joe (his name was Joe, right?) but I’ve had my fill of Blackwood.