T. Kingfisher's What Feasts at Night
Ok, I liked this one so much more, probably because it’s barely scary and way less gross! (Reminder that I am a GIANT WUSS.) This one finds Alex on their way to their hunting lodge to hang out with Beatrix Potter's aunt, who they befriended in the previous book. But the caretaker has died, and a malevolent spirit may be the cause. Oh, also, Alex is dealing with major PTSD. This one is playing much more with dark folklore instead of monstrous nature, which is way easier for me personally. I also love the characters and the humor, as always. A/A-.
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