Reading House via booklight in my darkened home, I trembled with goosebumps due to the creepy nature of this compelling book. Frank Peretti is a master of Christianized horror. (One can see why he gravitates towards that genre after reading his life story.) Ted Dekker weaves his thriller tendencies masterfully throughout this book, which keeps the reader on edge. It is very difficult to put this book down: I must confess.
There is also a movie which brings this book to life. In my opinion, the book tops the movie, as it allows for more imagination of the details. Isn't that true with most books-turned-movies? The message of this novel is one that I still mull in my brain after nights filled with terrible dreams. Read it!