Another summer, another camping season and another group of promiscuous teens and young adults. Nothing special, right? There wasn't anything special about it, ever. Campers came, they drank, had sex and they did lines over lines of drugs. They'd feel immortal for that night, for a few blissful hours before the infamous killer would make them feel his and his mothers wrath. But this summer was different, special even. This time a young women entered the camp with one more group of shameful juveniles, but was she one of them? Most certainly not.

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...

(INDEFINITE HIATUS) Y/n L/n is a normal person with a normal life, normal friends, average appearance, and average grades. They have nothing that anyone desires and are completely fine with that, the only thing they wanna do is sleep all day. So why is it that these strange killers are so determined to kill them?