OK, so in the mid-section of the book, the heroes cleverly manage to explode a couple of propane trucks, and thus burn up a whole stadium full of phone zombies. Yay! Great scene, actually.

But all that does is make the remaining phone zombies — who are all linked together telepathically — mad at them and demand justice in a sort of mock trial. Through various means, they coerce the heroes to a remote location for the trial.

And how do the heroes get out of this? Well, they cleverly manage to blow up a bus full of explosives, and thus burn up a larger stadium full of phone zombies.

OK, it's one thing when your book echoes past books. It's another thing entirely when it echoes itself.

And then the coda to the book focuses on the main protagonist's efforts to cure his son of being a phone zombie. Does he succeed? The book doesn't say. It walks up right to the edge of saying, and then stops. That's it, the end, make up your own ending.

And then follow twelve pages of hand-written manuscript for Mr. King's next book.