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The Hole

The Hole

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by Guy Burt

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–Publishers Weekly

On a spring day in England, six teenagers venture to a neglected part of their school where there is a door to a small windowless cellar. Behind the door, the old stairs have rotted away. A boy unfurls a


–Publishers Weekly

On a spring day in England, six teenagers venture to a neglected part of their school where there is a door to a small windowless cellar. Behind the door, the old stairs have rotted away. A boy unfurls a rope ladder and five descend into The Hole. The sixth closes the door, locks it from the outside, and walks calmly away. The plan is simple: They will spend three days locked in The Hole and emerge to become part of the greatest prank the school has ever seen. But something goes terribly wrong. No one is coming back to let them out . . . ever.

Taut and eerie, suspenseful and disturbing, The Hole is a compelling novel of physical endurance, psychological survival, and unforgettable revelations made all the more stunning by its shocking end.

“A frighteningly good plot . . . Expertly borrows the horror and tension that made William Golding’s Lord of the Flies such a success.”

The Times (London)

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
First published in England in 1993, and written when Burt was 18 years old, this slight but compelling psychological tale is set at an unnamed British private school. On a day when most of the students are off on a field trip, devious Martyn, the architect of a series of ever-escalating practical jokes, sets in motion his biggest prank of all, one that he envisions as an experiment in real life. An abandoned cellar lies in a rarely used area of the school. Martyn lures five students into this empty hole and locks them in with the promise that he will release them in three days. When they come out, it will be a prank none of the school officials will ever forget. While waiting for their release, the five teenagers talk about all aspects of their lives, including personal hopes and fears. As the third day comes and goes, they realize no one is coming to release them. Isolation and abandonment sink in, and the students begin resorting to desperate measures. The story is conveyed in two voices; a third-person narrator describing the ordeal and the first-person account of Liz, a survivor writing as part of her ongoing therapy. While not a classic like The Lord of the Flies, this novel is a quick and intriguing book with a truly satisfying ending. (Oct.) Forecast: If the film version of The Hole ever makes it to these shores it opened in London in April 2001 and stars Thora Birch this could be a seller, but till then, readers may balk at the relatively high price of this extra-slim fiction. Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
Library Journal
Burt's first novel (followed by two others) was published in Great Britain several years ago, and a movie version is currently in release there. This novel of psychological suspense begins with a premise similar to Donna Tartt's 1992 novel, The Secret History, but its characters are less ambitious and more gullible. Five teenagers agree to take part in what their school's mythic prankster, Martyn, calls an experiment in real life. Their plan is to disappear for three days, hiding underground in the hole, the basement of an abandoned building on campus, now accessible only by a rope ladder. When their three days pass and Martyn (and his rope ladder) fails to appear, the suspense really begins. Narrated by one of the participants in a fractured, episodic style, it leaves the reader wondering what really happened. The twist at the end feels a little contrived, but the book works overall. This slim volume, definitely a one-sitting read, is perfect for escapist reading lists. Recommended for all public libraries.Patrick J. Wall, University City P.L., MO Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Following the spooky plan of a charismatic classmate, five British schoolmates entomb themselves; when the promised third-day release fails to materialize, they . . . complain. Author Burt, who turned out this short work in 1993, at age 18 (he's since published two more in the UK), seems to have known enough about adolescent phobic fantasies and basement architecture to secure a place in the teenage terror hall of fame. There's already a movie (released in the UK) and a Web site about the movie (theholemovie.com). And the publisher is busy mentioning The Hole in the same breath as Lord of the Flies and The Collector. But readers hoping for the meaningful terror and satisfying suffocation will have to bring their own baggage to the basement. Minimalism rules in The Hole. On the Nameless Campus of a Posh Public School, Alex, Liz, Geoff, Frankie, and Mike (no last names here) agree more or less as a prank to climb down a rope ladder into an unused and out-of-the-way subterranean vault for a three-day lock-in, with mysterious and rather dominating fellow student Martyn holding the key. the students reveal next to nothing about themselves as the batteries start to fade and the water gets low. Only Liz and Mike exhibit a bit of gumption, beginning to see where Martyn has been leading them. If he has, in fact, been leading them. What it is that Martyn may or may not be up to is to be deduced not only from the grumblings underground, but from the disjointed reminiscences of a narrator who may or may not have survived The Hole. It's all very choppy and no doubt pleasing to young minds steeped in the dislocation of MTV and the portentous lyrics of the most advanced pop music forms, but it doeseventually end. Mercifully, if not surprisingly. Bleak but not horrifying. (Bram Stoker can rest easy.) Will probably be clutched to the bosoms of professionally moody young people whose parents could never understand.
From the Publisher
“An impressive and chilling debut.”

–Publishers Weekly

“A frighteningly good plot . . . Expertly borrows the horror and tension that made William Golding’s Lord of the Flies such a success.”

The Times (London)

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In the last Easter term, before the Hole, life was
bright and good at Our Glorious School. Charged
with the fresh self-confidence that steps in on
the brink of adulthood, we all knew our futures as
we walked out our lives under the arches and below
the walls.

The story begins, though, a little later than that; and
perhaps it is still not finished. At least, I have not yet
felt in me that the Hole is finished. But telling this story
will, I hope, move me a step further away from it, and maybe
help me to forget some of what happened.

It was a clear, unseasonably warm day when the six figures
made their way across the sun-washed flags of the quad to
the side of the English block. Down there, in the dark
hollow of a buttress, a rusted iron stairway circled its way
into the ground. One after another, they followed its spiral
and disappeared into the triangular shadow. A long time
passed, and the sun shifted in the sky and slipped its light
through different classroom windows, briefly illuminating
battered leather briefcases and untidy stacks of paper. The
accumulated and forgotten detritus of the spent term grew
warm for a while, and then a thin cloud began to draw over
from the east and the classrooms were dulled. A single
figure appeared at the head of the iron staircase and
paused, looking carefully around the deserted driveways and
empty cricket pitches. With hands hooked into the pockets of
his clean gray trousers, he set off towards the woods that
flanked the pavilion, fair hair flapping gently in the
growing breeze.

And although it was not yet apparent, thisfigure—dwindling
towards the late spring green of the woods—was now, from
one viewpoint, a murderer.

"It's not even as though anyone would mind," Alex said, and
went off to the small lavatory set back around the corner,
tak-ing her large and shabby knapsack with her. There was
another small room there, which had most likely served once
as a storage closet. Mike couldn't guess when this place had
last been used for anything. The smell of it was dry and
cool. There was dust between the stones of the floor that
had set, become fossilized.

Mike doubled his sleeping bag up behind his back as a sort
of cushion. The Hole was blank and harsh in the naked light of the bulb,
like a badly adjusted TV picture. Frankie was searching through her
bags for something, pulling out articles of clothing and other junk,
stuffing them back in again, working seemingly at random. There was a
faint, glassy sound of water into water, and then the hiss and roar of the huge gray cistern. Frankie triumphantly flourished an octagonal cardboard box.

"Anyone want some?" she asked happily. The others looked at her.

"What is it?" Geoff asked suspiciously.

"Turkish delight," returned Frankie. "Lovely. I got two
boxes, just in case."

"No thanks," Mike said. He wondered idly what the second box might be in case of.

"Me neither, if it's all the same to you," Geoff said. "That stuff—it tastes like . . . I don't know, it tastes . . ."

"It's rose-flavored," Frankie said.

"No, it tastes like . . ."

Alex returned, shaking her hands violently at the wrists.

"Ah, for heaven's sake!" shouted Frankie, and a small plume of white sugar powder leapt up from the box she was holding. "You got water all over me."

"Did anyone think to bring a towel?" Alex asked. Mike shook his head. It
hadn't crossed his mind.

"I have," said Liz. That followed, Mike decided. You'd never expect someone like Frankie to remember towels, but Liz would. He wasn't sure why he had this impression of her; it just seemed natural.

"Thanks," said Alex. "That water's too cold for me."

"What time is it now?" asked Frankie.

"Nine. Why do you need to know?" Geoff said. "You keep on asking me what bloody time it is."

"I'm tired. And I forgot my watch," Frankie said.

"How can you be tired?" Alex asked. "All we've done since four o'clock is sit around chatting."

"I haven't," Mike said. "I joined a rather fascinating little trip to
see some rock formations and then hiked across the moors for an hour or
two." They laughed.

"That's exactly the sort of thing Morris and friends would get up to," Geoff said.

"Thank God we didn't go," Alex said, with a shiver. "Last field trip was a nightmare. I spent the whole week soaking wet and half-blinded by rain." She pushed her hair back from her face and continued. "And I hate mountains. I'm not a mountain person. More a living-room person, I think."

"You can thank Martyn for it all," Frankie said.

"Yeah," Mike said. "Out of the field trip and into the Hole, to coin a phrase."

"I quite like it down here," Alex said. "I know it's not exactly comfortable—or big, for that matter—but you get the impression that, with a little care, it could be almost cozy. Some curtains, and tasteful rugs. You know."

"Funny," Frankie said. "Very funny. Ha ha."

By now, Mike thought, the field trip probably would have
been across a mountain or two. He'd been on the previous expeditions,
and had really rather enjoyed himself. But, of course, the chance to
become involved with one of Martyn's schemes was worth any sacrifice.
Which was why, he reflected wryly, he was stuck in a cellar under the
English block instead of above the snowline in the Peak District. Around
him the others had arranged their possessions on the floor of the
cellar. Geoff, lounging on one elbow next to him, waved a hand vaguely
over his knapsack and the untidy pile of clothing and tins of food that
was spread next to it.

"What I still don't get is how this place could just be here, but never
be used," he said. "It would make a great common room, or music room, or

"Half Our Glorious School isn't used," Frankie said
dismissively. "My dad says the whole place needs a bloody good change
of management."

"Then your dad has the full support of the entire
student body," Geoff said.

"Frankie's right," Alex said. "There are
places like this all over the school. That bit behind the physics
department, for example. What's it used for? Nobody ever goes in

"That's the butterfly collection," Liz said unexpectedly. Mike
always felt a lift of mild surprise when Liz spoke. "They only open it
every five years or so."

"You're joking," Geoff said, staring at her. "Butterflies?"

"Typical," said Frankie with a snort. "Betcha it's some
bequest or other. People are always bequesting things to us."

"Bequeathing," Mike said.

"Whatever." "I hereby bequeath to Our Glorious
School my entire collection of compromising photographs of the teaching
staff, to be left on permanent display in the dining rooms," Mike said.

"I'm hungry," Alex said. She took off her round wire-rimmed glasses and
started to polish them with a hanky. "How about a nearly bedtime snack?"

"Let's see what we have," Frankie said at once. Mike grinned. "Calm
down, ladies," he said. "One at a time."

"Condescending bastard," Frankie said. "This says French toast. I think I'll eat that."

"French toast?" Geoff said. "Sounds rather rude. 'Ello, darlin', how
about some French toast, then?"

Mike shuffled lower on his sleeping bag and closed his eyes against the hard light of the bulb. "I thought French toast was when you stuck your tongue out and licked the butter off," he said. Alex snorted with laughter, and then stopped herself rather guiltily.

"Disgusting, Mikey," Frankie said.

"Not as disgusting as that Turkish stuff," Geoff said. "It tastes so bloody pink, that's all."

This is how it all began. But remember, we were very young then.

I can hear Martyn saying to us, before we went down there, "This is an
experiment with real life." That was what he called it.

"Isn't that a bit ambitious?" I asked, and he smiled.

Martyn's smile was wide and easy, and it sat happily in Martyn's round fair face. Teachers knew what Martyn was. He was a thoughtful, rather slow boy who could be trusted with responsibility. He was always friendly, always willing to
chat with old Mr. Stevens about fishing or stop by to take a look at Dr.
James's garden. He was a good boy; sensible. Stanford once said, "That
boy is a damned fine head of library," which I think probably surprised
the staff as much as the pupils—Stanford not being known for tender
words about anyone.

We also knew who Martyn was, and revelled in the complete and wonderful illusion he had created. Because we knew that it
was Martyn who was behind the Gibbon incident; Martyn who orchestrated
the collapse of the End of Term Address; Martyn who was perhaps the
greatest rebel Our Glorious School had ever seen. The duplicity of Martyn's life was, in our eyes,
something admirable and enviable. Perhaps if we had taken the time to
examine this, we might have been closer to guessing what was later to
happen. But it never occurred to us that the deception might involve
more than the two layers we saw.

Strange how time changes things around us.

Strange how we change with time.

Sadly, schools deal in the sale and exchange of knowledge, not wisdom. And it was wisdom that we could have used back then, all that time ago. And we were not equipped. We were not ready.

"Isn't that a bit ambitious?" I said, and the voice was a child's
voice, trusting and entirely innocent. And the voice that answered it
was old; far too old for the round, smiling face and pale blue eyes.

"Oh, I don't think so," Martyn said to me.

From the Trade Paperback edition.

Copyright 2001 by Guy Burt

Meet the Author

Guy Burt won the W. H. Smith Young Writers Award when he was twelve. He wrote The Hole, his first novel, when he was eighteen. He is also the author of Sophie and The Dandelion Clock. Burt attended Oxford University and taught for three years at Eton. He lives in Oxford.

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Hole 3.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 33 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I absolutely LOVED the book, my favorite character would be Alex. It is strange, sexy, thrilling and fabulous!!! The movie was great too.I first read it a few months ago and I read it again last night. In the meantime I saw 'The Hole' the film and I came to appreciate this book a little more. 'After the Hole' is definitely a major improvement over the movie though. While it is true that the book will not win any big awards we should not forget that this is a horror book and as a horror book it's supposed to give you the chills not to find what the meaning of life is. In the movie, Liz(played by the beautiful Thora Birch who delivers a subtle performance as the teenage girl who is obsessed with the boy) find it a World War II bunker. The story starts to get interesting when strange things start to happen in the hole. I wouldn't really want to give anything away so I'll stop here with the spoilers, but the book does succeed in being scary without becoming a gore-fest.First of all I want to make clear that even people sometimes don't like something you should see what the fuss is about to see if youre into it or not,now, if you are a true HORROR fan or buff or you just happen to like scary books you have to read this one, this movie is easily the best horror book I have read in at least two yeard,so then today I read the book and just loved it...as a matter of fact I just finished reading it for the 5th time and loved it so much I just had to be here reviewing it....it's scary, Frankie dying, the people getting trapped,I liked it a lot, its easily into my top 20 on horror books. See it and you'll like it..I know at least you won't be expecting the end and everything that happens in it.SCARY. One of the problems with the book is that all the dialogue is in english but if you overlook that you will enjoy the book and it's rather surprising ending.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I read through the whole book thinking crazy stuff was going to happen and nothing did. Very disappointed.. it was boring i spent money on this and it was aweful.
NookGirlPA More than 1 year ago
Not only did I find this book boring, but it jumped around so much that it was confusing. Even after reading the book, I still don't know if all of the teenagers survived The Hole, or if only the main character did! I certainly will not be like the other reveiwer and read this book 5 more times ! No thanks !
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was the most confusing book. I read the reviews and can't see what was so great about the book. Finished it only because I thought it would get better. It didn't .
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This a confuseing book
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So im i
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I think the writing was too confusing. Jumped around too much !
STORE NOOKUSER More than 1 year ago
Its awsome
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BobNL More than 1 year ago
Based upon what I have seen at this site, and some others, "After the Hole" is the same book as "The Hole" Do a Google Search on "After the Hole" and you'll see that it is the same book as "The Hole" I just wanted people to be aware of this and not buy both thinking that "After the Hole" is a sequel to "The Hole." I found "The Hole" to be well written and the story quite good. It is a remarkable first novel for an eighteen year old author. Given that it is only 152 or 153 pages long (don't have it with me right now) it is easy to read in one "sitting" and it definitely falls within the "couldn't put it down" category. It does take a while to get used to the format - flashbacks interspersed with "present" material but once you do, it works well. I found "After The Hole" while searching to see if Burt had written a sequel - don't want to spoil the story but you will very likely also want to find a sequel once you read to the last page of the book. You'll find yourself with questions when you finish the book. A movie was made of "The Hole" in 2001, directed by Nick Hamm, and I am going to watch it as soon as I can get a copy. It is available at Netflix Don't be confused by another movie with the same name which was made in 2010 and directed by Joe Dante - it is in no way related to Guy Burt's book. From reviews of the movie, I suspect that some of the loose ends in the book are tied up in the movie. First read the book and then see the movie. Again, "After the Hole" is the same book as "The Hole" - it simply has a different name and cover. BobNL
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Guest More than 1 year ago
I have read this book fifteen times from the moment I bought it. Beautiful piece of writing. The best part was when everyone was practically dieing and all the thoughts. The psychological suspence in this book left me at the end of my chair, always wanting more. I would, well I have, recommended this book to many of my friends and members of my family. Most have recently finished it, and love it.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This was a great thriller! The book leaves you to think. Think about what realy happend in the hole.Read it, and I guarantee It will leave you thinking!!! P.S. Oh yes read the epilogue!!
Guest More than 1 year ago
This was a good book. It's kind of hard to understand. If you've seen the movie and you think the book will be just like it you're wrong. The book doesn't tell about anyone dieing! Make sure you read the Epilogue! You will understand the ending and book a lot BETTER!!