That was very good. Again, much more dark fantasy than outright horror. Reminds me of much of the dark-fantasy-edging-on-horror of the mid-to-late 80s, by authors like Gaiman and Barker.

Elliott has a clean, crisp voice with which he is able to communicate his ideas very clearly. Perhaps a touch low on style, but concision more than makes up for that.

The parallels to drug addiction and mental disorders are pretty on-the-nose, but it serves the story well as it all feels very much like an elongated fable. Characters' morals and intentions are worn on their sleeves (unless deemed necessary by plot convenience) and any blurring of right and wrong is nullified by the idea that someone can legitimately be two different people.

One moment in the book that totally lost me, though, was an attempt to explain away the Holocaust as some supernaturally fueled accident. It didn't sit right, and felt cheap. The mere mention seemed pulled out of thin air, and I wish the book had kept itself contained to the events within its own timeline. Hinting at a larger conspiracy was fine and dandy, but outright saying "the Holocaust isn't what you thought it was!" was silly.

Overall, though, I liked it a lot. A tad simplistic (but again, this worked for the fable/fairy tale feel of the story), and Elliott certainly has a striking imagination.