This was the first Christopher Pike book that I read. I picked it up when I was about nine years old, on vacation, while the adults were doing something in the other room. I needed something to read, and this was on the bookshelf.For some reason, after that, I became a huge Christopher Pike fan. I have no idea why, because this book scared the daylights out of me, especially the parts about rotting corpses and people getting the Bends. I devoured all of his other stuff, reading the ones I liked over and over again, but I was always afraid to reread this one. Just look at the cover! A HAND is coming out of a GRAVE! It's going to get me aaaaah!
