Though they come from different backgrounds around the country and range in age from approximately 10 to 16, they all have demonstrated various levels of telekinesis or telepathy, and it soon becomes clear that their captors are seeking to expand these paranormal skills through a series of painful and disorienting medical experiments. He’s been taken to an isolated compound – seemingly part hospital, part dorm – where he finds himself in the company of other kidnapped children. Twelve-year-old Luke Ellis wakes to find himself not in his own bedroom, but in a near-perfect replica of it. Because, yes, his latest, “The Institute,” is another winner: creepy and touching and horrifyingly believable, all at once. What often gets overlooked is the skill behind the story, the details that make King’s books so compulsively readable. Perpetual best-sellers, the Maine author’s works jump from the page to the screen with regularity, and despite their brick-like bulk (his new work weighs in at 576 pages), their pop culture appeal suggests something easy or cheap, the fictional equivalent of pablum. It is easy to downplay the craft of a Stephen King novel.
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