The book's blurb informed me as a reader this novel would have me on the edge of my seat from the very first up to the very last page. I would have thought, after having read the pretty well executed second volume, this might become true, Blake Crouch might have written a thrilling conclusion of this trilogy. But he didn't. On no point of the storyline have I been on the edge of my seat, and it managed to be even less exciting than "Pines" (which - I thought - was hardly possible anymore). 
 Don't get me wrong, I'd still recommend this trilogy for readers of this genre. But I didn't enjoy it as much as I think I would, and a major aspect was the translation. I'll blame the translator, Kerstin Fricke, for this, but this does not mean the book will have more stars than it should have in the German version, because Blake Crouch managed to find a translator who was capable of writing a horrible version with something about sixty or seventy spelling mistakes, missing letters (or even words) and absolute chaos. Even thoughts were depicted with speech marks, so that everytime I read them, I thought at first it was part of what the characters spoke. 
 The writing style was not as exhausting as in "Pines", but neither was it as good as in "Wayward". And - seriously - this was about an exciting subject, but I felt myself so bored I sometimes thought about skipping the next thirty pages. It was obvious who would be going to survive and who wouldn't. The end was thrilling and even made me wish for a sequel, but it was unable to make up for the first 250 pages. 
 Hence, I'll give this a good rating of 2,5 stars, rounded down to 2 because the novel was unable to live up to the standards of the previous two volumes.