'Oh, my Lord!"

I hear someone emit a blood curdling scream before I open my eyes to see a tall young woman in a housekeeping outfit staring down at me where I lay on the blood-stained carpet. Surprised as much as I am, I scramble to my feet and try to hush her with my hand as I wrap it around her mouth. Holding her from behind, I say in her ear, 'It's alright. I had an accident, and the blood is from my finger. That's all."

Not believing me, she struggles with me and breaks free ...