Walking to Aldebaran by Adrian Tchaikovsky

3/5. Creepy novella about an astronaut lost in a big not-so-dumb object – a sort of alien labyrinth thing populated by monsters, but who are the monsters really, you know the sort of thing. The twist here is signaled well in advance, but it’ supposed to be. The satisfaction is in getting there. Good at what it’s doing, but I do need to remember that I just don’t find nine out of ten original novellas satisfying, and this is not in the 10%, even though it’s Tchaikovsky, and I trust him a lot at this point. It’s just not the length my brain is regulated to or something.

Content notes: So much violence. Cannibalism.