I read Black Chalk because I like psychological thrillers. Give me a psychological thriller over horror any day of the week. I was disappointed. I’ll start by saying that it did keep me reading, but only because I thought there would be some big payoff in the end. Spoiler alert: there wasn’t. At least not what I was hoping for. The plot follows a group of six friends during a year at university in England. The narrative switches between present day and fourteen years ago while the friends were in school. The friends develop a game (the rules of which are never quite explained) of cards, dice, and consequences. Depending on how a player finished the game each week, each person would choose from a pot of consequences to be carried out in the coming week. It was essentially a pot of dares. If someone did not want to play anymore, they would forfeit their entrance fee and a chance at the pot of money at the end. T...