Krylov is the only writer I've encountered who can overwrite in an efficient and tight manner. I absorb her prose with green eyes. Beyond her grasp of the craft, she exceeds at character psychology. This is a biting tale of a girl's internal struggle with her captivity, her abductor's compelling point of view, and a discovery of desire. A twisted ride overran with perversions, stomach-flinging terror, and surprisingly warm sensuality. I sank so deep into the mental complexity of the situation, I lost the ability to interpret my moral compass.