And Then There Were None by Agatha ChristieMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
I think I've been subjected to too many "and then there were none" murder mystery scenarios by this point (...blame Umineko), but this one, the original of them all, still packs quite a punch all these years later. There's no detective, no Poirot or Miss Marple, and for that very reason it works. It still manages to draw you into that atmosphere that I don't really know how to describe well other than being calmly British with a subtly growing sense of paranoia. I don't think that came out right. But needless to say, it's a great choice for audiobooking if you're looking for something to listen to.
(To be honest, part of me isn't entirely sure if the mystery is that solvable, considering that some of the clues revealed after the fact felt more like a stretch to me... but aside from that, I'm pretty satisfied with the ending, considering that I already had part of it spoiled for me a long time ago but still didn't see the final reveal coming anyway.)
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