Not a horror story at all, but a science fiction story about alternate universes, alternate realities, and dream states. Philip K. Dick does it better.

Amongst all the endless blather and meditation on dream psychology and the mathematical basis for alternate universes, there is a plot that is as thin as tissue paper about a dead brother that Clare/Lucy/Luz wished hadn't died when she was a teenager. Is Clare/Lucy/Luz's jumping between personal realities/universes a type of wish fulfillment or just a result of her dreams, or both? Can she control the "jumps?" Tuttle makes her point and exposition early enough that the novel seems padded to be about 100 pages too long. Would have made a better novella.

Fortunately Tuttle is demonstrably capable of much better.

BTW: Freaked-out gruesome nightmarish cover that has absolutely nothing at all to do with the book's contents and was obviously a ploy by someone to position this as a horror novel. ( )

Strange. One of the strangest novels I have ever read. Twilight Zone on steroids. ( )

This definitely isn't a horror novel despite the cover. None of it is badly written, and some of it is great. The ending's moral is sorta heavy-handed. But anything that involves jumping around between different realities is automatically really fun, and it kept me interested the whole time. ( )

Bueno, por qué he tardado tanto en leer Futuros perdidos? Seguro que todas mis otras vidas lo leyeron antes que yo y me estaban esperando para comentarlo. Fuera bromas, me ha tenido totalmente absorta a través de sus páginas, de sus sueños y de sus miedos. Una joyita. Si no le pongo las cuatro estrellas es por el final, que no me ha terminado de convencer y aún esperaba una última vuelta de tuerca. ( )