Three kinds. But of what? That's not the question. Why? Everything can be three types. What us three types? Not even i know. Are you god? Of this story. The journey through the mind and imagination. The journey of the meaning of life The journey od death and life Will you get Something out of this? Or shall you not? Your choice. (WARNING, THE STORY CONTAINS DARK TOPICS AND DESCRIPTIONS, THIS MAY BE TOO DISTURBING FOR SOME!!)

If you're looking forward to a night of sleeplessness, read on.

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...