As war progresses, Jack has only one hope to escape enlistment – by accepting a position on a team of upper class Cambridge types on an expedition to a remote location in the Arctic called Gruhuken, for a year of scientific observation. Jack Miller is a twenty-six year old lower-middle class failed academic, barely scraping by and without a hope for the future. It seemed like the perfect time to give the book a read. I had completely forgotten that I had Dark Matter on my shelf, and then I remembered how much Ana loved the book when she read it last year. Why did I read this book: After hitting so many duds and meh reads lately, I decided that I was really in the mood for something dark and terrifying. How did I get this book: Review Copy from the Publisher (a really, really old review copy) Soon he will reach the point of no return – when the sea will freeze, making escape impossible. Soon he will see the last of the sun, as the polar night engulfs the camp in months of darkness. One by one, his companions are forced to leave. As night returns to claim the land, Jack feels a creeping unease. At last they reach the remote, uninhabited bay where they will camp for the next year. Spirits are high as the ship leaves Norway: five men and eight huskies, crossing the Barents Sea by the light of the midnight sun. So when he’s offered the chance to be the wireless operator on an Arctic expedition, he jumps at it. Twenty-eight year old Jack is poor, lonely and desperate to change his life. Clouds of war are gathering over a fogbound London. You don’t cheat the system.‘What is it? What does it want? Why is it angry with me?’ January 1937. Let you find worlds where you made the right choice.” Daniela says, “Life doesn’t work that way. So we end up living in a state of perpetual regret, and is there anything worse? I built something that could actually eradicate regret. “He says, “Every moment, every breath, contains a choice.“We're all just wandering through the tundra of our existence, assigning value to worthlessness, when all that we love and hate, all we believe in and fight for and kill for and die for is as meaningless as images projected onto Plexiglass.”.“If you strip away all the trappings of personality and lifestyle, what are the core components that make me me?”.Not just what happens, but how it happens: a sucker punch that comes at you out of nowhere, when you're least expecting it. And maybe that's what makes tragedy so tragic. There's no proximity alert, no indication that you're standing on the precipice. “No one tells you it's all about to change, to be taken away.“It's terrifying when you consider that every thought we have, every choice we could possibly make, branches off into a new world.”.
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