For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

Hush a-bye baby, you're almost dead. You have no pulse, and you're pillow is red. This blades come to lift you, as you watch yourself bleed. Now sleep with the angels, 'cause they're all you need.