Man, the people who made the movie Cube owe Sleator royalties.
In this young adult novel from 1974, several orphaned sixteen-year-olds are dumped into a seemingly endless space containing flight after flight of interconnected stairways, something of an Escher-scape. There's a toilet, which also provides drinking water, and a machine which dispenses food... if they're willing to follow the rules the machine tries to impose on them.
I honestly don't know whether I should spoiler-cut for this book or not, because it is more than thirty years old and even the book's dedication makes it pretty obvious what is actually going on. But I guess discretion is the better part of valor?
For those of you who don't want to look under the spoiler-cut, the one-sentence summary is: clunky, the opposite of subtle, makes no damn sense in several major ways, but is still very readable, even if you sit there afterwards shaking your head sadly and sighing.
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In this young adult novel from 1974, several orphaned sixteen-year-olds are dumped into a seemingly endless space containing flight after flight of interconnected stairways, something of an Escher-scape. There's a toilet, which also provides drinking water, and a machine which dispenses food... if they're willing to follow the rules the machine tries to impose on them.
I honestly don't know whether I should spoiler-cut for this book or not, because it is more than thirty years old and even the book's dedication makes it pretty obvious what is actually going on. But I guess discretion is the better part of valor?
For those of you who don't want to look under the spoiler-cut, the one-sentence summary is: clunky, the opposite of subtle, makes no damn sense in several major ways, but is still very readable, even if you sit there afterwards shaking your head sadly and sighing.
( Spoiler cut. )
You can comment here or at the Dreamwidth crosspost. There are