SOMETIMES...DEAD IS BETTERThe house looks right feels right to Dr Louis Creed. Rambling old and comfortable. A place where the family can settle; the children grow and play and explore. The rolling hills and meadows of Maine seem a world away from the fume choked dangers of the city.Its only those big trucks on the road outside which growl out unnerving threats.Behind the house theres a carefully cleared path up into the woods to a place where generations of local children walked in a procession with the solemn innocence of the young taking with them their dear departed pets for burial.A sad place maybe but safe. Surely a safe place. Not a place to seep into your dreams to wake you sweating with fear and foreboding...King can make the flesh creep half a world away The TimesSo beautifully paced that you cannot help but be pulled in GuardianThe most frightening novel Stephen King has ever written Publishers Weekly