Rach's Reading Club

You have a point, Choconut .

130 years ago and further away the styles were indeed different. But I totally ignored that, obviously. It caused me quite a tooth-ache sometimes to read it, and was glad it was so short, too

Funny enough, I nevertheless found myself wanting to read this, get into it, because I knew what was going to come. Go figure.

Utterson was not so much my problem - like in my analogy, he was the ("police" investigator) piecing together the puzzles to catch the Bad Guy and probably save the Good Guy in time. It's like true crime told by one of the involved, but back in Jack the Ripper times.

In reality, I only ever got "into the story" in the last chapter when Jekyll himself puts up his confession. Only then could I "crack" the story and get into it and finally "feel" it.

It was honestly The Confession that made this story so horrifying to me, because we all carry the seed of Hyde inside of us.