Carnacki

The card arrives without preamble: dinner at 472 Cheyne Walk, and afterward the tale. Thomas Carnacki explains nothing until his four friends are fed and settled by the fire — then, pipe lit, he recounts the thing he has just come back from, and at the last word turns them out into the Embankment dark with a curt "Out you go!" This is the world of the Ghost-Finder: an Edwardian London where a haunting is a case to be worked, and the man who works it trusts neither the credulous nor the smug. William Hope Hodgson raised Carnacki in a slim sheaf of stories — "The Gateway of the Monster," "The Whistling Room," "The Horse of the Invisible" and their fellows, gathered in 1913 and rounded out to nine. Each is a siege: Carnacki barricades himself inside a defended circle, half medieval and half modern — chalk, garlic, water-drawn pentacles and the glass tubes of his own Electric Pentacle humming against the dark — and consults the crumbling Sigsand Manuscript for a rite that may or may not hold. A century on, other hands keep the Chelsea rooms lit: William Meikle, the team of Chico Kidd and Rick Kennett, and editors such as John Linwood Grant, Robert M. Price and Sam Gafford send him after horrors Hodgson never named. What sets the cases apart is Carnacki's refusal to decide in advance. A whistling room may prove a swindle with a trick of plumbing behind it, or a genuine intrusion of the "ab-natural" pressing at the pentacle till the light fails — and until the last page neither he nor you can say which. Begin at the source: read Hodgson's 1913 collection in its own order, "The Gateway of the Monster" first. The later homages are a loose fraternity with no fixed sequence; take them up afterward, as the dark permits.