<p>And you thought your adolescence was scary. <br><br>Suburban Seattle, the mid-1970s. We learn from the outset that a strange plague has descended upon the area''s teenagers, transmitted by sexual contact. The disease is manifested any number of ways - from the hideously grotesque to the subtle (and concealable) - but once you''ve got it, that''s it. There''s no turning back. <br><br>As we inhabit the heads of several key characters - some kids who have it, some who don''t, some who are about to get it - what unfolds isn''t the expected battle to fight the plague, or bring heightened awareness of it, or even to treat it. What we become witness to instead is a fascinating and eerie portrait of the nature of high-school alienation itself - the savagery, the cruelty, the relentless anxiety and ennui, the longing for escape. <br><br>And then the murders start. <br><br>As hypnotically beautiful as it is horrifying (and, believe it or not, autobiographical), <i>Black Hole</i> transcends it