The scariest thing in Ward D was how badly I wanted Amy to stop whining.
I usually have a pretty good track record with Freida McFadden, but Ward D is the first of her books that just didn't work for me. Which is particularly disappointing because the premise is fantastic.
Amy is a medical student assigned to spend a night shift in Ward D, the locked psychiatric unit of a hospital. As if that isn't uncomfortable enough, her ex-boyfriend Cameron, another medical student, is working the same shift. The hospital's internet system is down for maintenance, there's no cell reception, and then one of the patients urinates on an electrical connection, causing a temporary power outage that resets the codes on the locked doors, including the seclusion rooms.
Oh, and Amy's childhood best friend Jade is a patient on the ward. Jade believes Amy wronged her years ago, and she's been holding one heck of a grudge.
On the surface, this had everything I should have loved. Locked ward. No communication with the outside world. Power problems. Doors that may or may not stay locked. Someone inside who has a very personal reason to hate Amy. Then people started disappearing.
Unfortunately, the tension never matched the premise.
My biggest problem was Amy herself. For heaven's sake, this woman was whiny. She repeatedly complains that Cameron dumped her for a test, conveniently glossing over the fact that the "test" was his board exam and he wanted to devote his time to studying for it. I also spent a good portion of the book wanting to shake her. She was in Ward D to observe and learn. Why she couldn't keep her head down and do what she was asked to do was beyond me.
The psychiatric ward itself should have been wonderfully creepy, but it never quite got there. The patients were mostly quirky rather than frightening. There's SpiderDan, who believes he's Spider-Man and eventually creates a web out of dental floss. Mary spends her time knitting a seemingly never-ending scarf. Miguel believes he's the son of God. Jade was really the only patient who felt genuinely dangerous because she was absolutely convinced Amy had wronged her, and nothing was going to change her mind.
Then there were the coincidences. The internet is down. There's no cell reception. An electrical problem causes a power outage. The door codes reset. And apparently this locked psychiatric ward in a hospital doesn't have an adequate backup plan for any of this.
OSHA would have had a field day.
There are twists toward the end, and I didn't see all of them coming. Unfortunately, by that point I wasn't invested enough for them to have much impact. The tension was so lacking that I seriously considered DNFing the book halfway through. Then the truth comes out rather quickly, everything gets wrapped up, and...that's that.
The audiobook narration was good, but even a strong narrator couldn't make Amy less irritating or manufacture the suspense I kept waiting for.
Ward D had a five-star premise trapped inside a two-star thriller. I wanted claustrophobic. I wanted creepy. I wanted to be checking the locks on my doors while I listened.
Instead, I mostly wanted Amy to stop whining and follow instructions.
























