The Hundred Year Old Man Who Climbed Out of the Window and Dissapeared

Author: Jonas Jonasson

Genre: Historical Fiction

Pages Read: 64
Pages In Book: 392

This is an amazingly strange book so far. First of all, a fit, one hundred year old man, climbs out of his window, twenty minutes before his birthday party, even the mayor will be there. The book is set in Sweden, and often goes back in time, although this has only happened to me once so far. The man, named Allan is very unusual, but I suppose we will find out that later. What I have learned so far about his early life is that he lived in Russia. His father died when he was an adolescent because he didn't give up a small patch of land to the government  he was shot. His mother died some time later of old age. The only other thing that I know about the rest of his life so far is that he started up a dynamite company, and while testing out a new kind he accidentally blew up a man who drove his new car onto his testing site, it was describe vividly with little bits going everywhere. He was sent to an asylum but freed after a few years. Anyway, back to the present. Alan steals a suitcase that a man, who turns out to be from a criminal organization called Never Again, owned while he was taking a dump. He then gets on a bus and goes as far as his money can take him. At the stop a man ownes the station, he is called Jonas and invites Allan to stay with him for the night. While they are eating their dinner, the man from the criminal group turns up, he is called Jonas and he is angry. But Allan sneaks up behind him and conks him out with a wooden floorboard. They finish their dinner, with Jonas at their feet, unconscious. After they have had a drink they decide to put him in the freezer room, where the meat is usually kept. Now they decide to open up the suitcase, and find 50 million inside. The next day, they are both sober and realize that the freezer fan was left on. Jonas was in there and it was below zero. When they open the door they find his corpse hunched in the corner, staring vacantly into the distance. This is a rather shocking way of finishing a book, but I will admit, it made me want to read more.