When he wakes, he is in a world where he has no family and all his monumental life decisions were made differently than he remembers. The man is then kidnapped and loses consciousness. He is then urged by his wife to go visit an old college roommate because said roommate has just received some scientific accolade. The book begins normally enough: A man is having wine and pasta with his family on a typical night. I have no idea where the book is now hopefully, someone is out there manically flipping through its pages as I type this… Upon completion, I loaned it to a different friend and then they loaned it to another friend. Once the book became something I did not expect, I became a sweaty, hunched over, speed-reading mess. Dark Matter, however, blew my fricking cake hole, to put it politely. I read it in a few nights the third night was when most of the reading got done. I’d only heard of Blake Crouch because of the Wayward Pines Trilogy being adapted into a Netflix show. A friend of mine had said it was the best book ever blah blah blah. Earlier this year, I read Blake Crouch’s novel Dark Matter for the first time.
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