“The Cabin at the End of the World” by Paul Trembly, is a saga of disaster set in a cabin far from civilization, in idyllic New Hampshire, only a handful of miles from the Canadian border. It opens with a small child playing with grasshopper. A warm breeze ripples through the blades of grass, fallen leaves, and petals of clover flowers. The scene is pleasant and relaxing. A nice man appears, and the two have an enjoyable conversation. There is something hidden beneath the surface, however, and things are definitely not normal.
The story is told from the perspective of the various characters, and chapters are identified with the character’s name. The third person present tense of the account has a casual tone, almost as a conversation between the reader and an unknown narrator, both watching the action as it happens.
The tranquil scene turns dark when three “others” appear. They say they are not there to hurt anyone, and yet the ordinary seems ominous. They need assistance. “We need your help to save the world. Please.” They are polite but ruthless, timid but menacing. They have empathy and tolerance, but they also have weapons and restraints. They are completely normal and yet frighteningly strange. They have a mission. “The four of us are here to prevent the apocalypse.” The tension mounts slowly and with purpose.
This is an intense apocalyptic story and not one for an unwary reader. The book starts as a nice little story, and then things start to go terribly wrong. I received a copy of “The Cabin at the End of the World” from Paul Trembly, Harper Collins, and Edelweiss. The suspense and impending doom will keep readers frantically turning the pages.