"Have you lost it, Fiona? It's the middle of the night. Can't a guy get some shut-eye?"

Howard complained, wiping the sleep from his eyes. Fiona's constant nagging had woken him up from a deep sleep.

Not even looking her way, he reached out and turned off the light.

"Go to sleep, Fiona. If you're not going to, I sure am."

But as soon as the room went dark, the scary bloodstains showed up again on the walls and carpet.

Fiona, already freaked out after her run-in ...