sunlight stifled by the panes of scales layer folded down to protect the child from its harsh rays as a mother whispers "too early, too early" and the father snores on. slipping through the cracks into the floorboards the heat spreads until its unbearable, oh how could i have left the window open and let summer in? the babe cries and the mother rushes but she it too late and the hot air has woken the monster up surrounding them in hot stifling summer, no, my darling! it punches her nightgown and screams in agony as sleep is ripped from its grasp, accusing the mother as she stares at the window and wonders what she's going to do all summer now that her baby has been infected by the sun's breath.