The Poolroom Below

The water is warm. The tiles are clean. The light is that perfect underwater blue, and there's no ceiling anywhere you look. It's the most peaceful place you've ever stood — which is the problem. Past this pool there's another pool, and another past that, and the door you came through isn't where you left it. Something's down here with you. It doesn't splash. It doesn't breathe. It just waits for you to get tired. The Poolroom Below is a middle grade liminal space horror novel for kids who scroll poolroom compilations at midnight and know that turquoise water going on forever isn't relaxing. It's a trap.