Sleepers in the Snow is an atmospheric psychological thriller set on a windswept moor next to an ominous electrical pylon.

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When the unnamed narrator of Sleepers in the Snow moves into a remote cabin sight unseen, he’s looking forward to some alone time after a bad divorce. Set atop a windswept moor with nothing but an electric pylon for miles, he is happy to throw his phone into the woods and isolate himself.

At first, the cabin is perfect. Never mind the fact that the wardrobe is filled with men’s clothes that just happen to fit him. And that terrible voices are resonating from the buzzing of the electrical pylon. He discovers the previous owners’ inscrutable journals, but they create more confusion than clarity.

A constant stream of small, destabilizing occurrences in the ghostly house starts to take on a sinister meaning. No one in town will talk about the people who lived there before. The poor narrator alternates between cycles of clear logic and terror until he no longer knows what’s real.

Sleepers in the Snow is the kind of story that makes you question reality, in the best possible way. Joanne Harris nails the sense of creepiness and dread, showcasing her magnificent range (she also wrote Chocolat!). As soon as I was done I wanted to read it again.

Thank you to Megan Beattie Communications and Pegasus for the ARC. All opinions are my own.