Ignore the rather repetitious 'mouse' imagery and delight, instead, in the spine chilling suspense. The timidity of the two heroines makes their actions all the more shocking. I became so tense, as I read, that I found myself begging my husband to check the end for me, to ensure everything would be okay! A well paced, disturbing thriller.
For the second time in my life I looked at my reflection and was unable to recognize myself. The face of a savage stared out at me from the bathroom mirror - not a sixteen-year-old middle-class English girl, but a primitive savage with a face daubed in the blood of the kill, eyes wide with the excitement of battle, hair stiff with dried blood and sticking up in jagged stipples. It was a shocking sight and it took several seconds before I could accept that the savage in the mirror was me.