That Time of Year

This has me at a lost for words.

It was so dark. Not in a typical extreme horror kind of a way, and nothing directly in your face. It's an appreciative kind of darkness. The darkness found in isolation, darkness in the unknowing. Like being alone in a giant mansion

I think of this book often too. It really stuck with me. I didn't mind the ending as everything else had became so weird anyways.

This book had me hooked at first with the sort of dreamy magical quality to the events and the nightmarish bureaucracy that the main character found himself trapped in. But in the end he wound up really annoying me with his self-absorption and I didn't really “get” the ending.