While this was an interesting premise for a book, it was not particularly well executed. 
 On the shelf, you see what looks like an IKEA catalog in novel form - a veritable must-read for fans of IKEA. It starts out well enough, but then the horror segments start and the furniture turns into torture devices and it all goes downhill. 
 I think because you're reading a horror novel encased in the glossy exterior of an IKEA catalog, it all feels very fake and satiric. Maybe I'm missing some deeper commentary about capitalism or big business and the prison therein, but the story itself undoubtedly leaves something to be desired.