I was skeptical at first about this book. I love Sherlock Holmes, so a knockoff Holmes story seemed absurd! But actually, it was written almost flawlessly in typical Conan Doyle style.
In the book, Sherlock Holmes, the famed private investigator, is intrigued and horrified by the strange killings taking place in the bowels of London. The mutilated bodies, the mysterious notes written in blood, and the meticulously planned out murders. How can a monster such as this roam about completely unnoticed? In order to find the answer Holmes must delve deep into the blood spattered under belly of London, risking his own life in the process, and facing hidden fears.
What's different about this book is the fact that Holmes seems more personable. In past stories he is a cold automaton, lacking much feeling, whereas here he shows compassion throughout the book. I really enjoyed it. It was a bit frightening falling to sleep imagining muddy gaslit streets and a terrifying killer wandering about with long knives, but it was worth it for such an exciting story. Also there is quite a twist in the end.
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