My only books were women's looks

It's not often that I find a Japanese book that I can't put down, but this is one. I'd seen the dorama based on the novel back in 2003, which was far enough away so that I gradually remembered what would happen as it did, which just made it more eerie.In fact, I forgot to get off the train, because I was so absorbed in the book.The climax. Oh my god. I couldn't read fast enough. It had me completely caught up in it. The train and the passengers around me melted away, and I was inside that auditorium in the dark, eyes wide and breathing fast in terror and anticipation.Good stuff.