This is the first King book I've read since Duma Key, which was an utter disappointment because the last third of that book veered way off course.

The Institute was a thoroughly modern King return to form. I was immersed in the circumstances of young people taken from their homes and put into a place where they were no longer individuals, but commodities.

The juxtaposition of an authority figure who wields stinging words through smiling lips is the real life horror that anyone can identify with at some point in their own past or present.

The last third of this novel grasps you until you can't bear to put it down to try to finish the next morning. Loved it.