Daphne tied a robe around her and peeked down the stairs. Daniel had begged her to stay in bed to protect her incase it was someone planning to break in. But Daphne, having been through worse things than a break in, couldn't stand to just sit in bed and wait to hear what was going on. Slowly she creeped down the steps and winced when one creeked under her foot. Daniel was too busy to hear.
Finishing her descent down the staircase, she came up behind Daniel in the doorway and peeked under his arm to see what was going on. Apparently a drunk man had fallen and was now bleeding - and singing Yankee Doodle. That song reminded her of someone in her past, and she shook it off. "Daniel, he's bleeding! Let's get him inside!" She hadn't even seen the man's face, only the blood.