They painted my face while I was sleeping again. They often did it, playing noughts and crosses, but Jacob always won, and I imagine Daphne had got bored of that. That was probably why she'd decided to take it a step further and paint the number "666" on my forhead with blood.
She knew it would hurt me, especially because of my religious nature, but that had never stopped her before. Apparently Jacob had protested that it was taking this whole thing a little too far, but Daphne had silenced him with a long kiss and a quick grab of his delicate parts.
I don't know, because I was asleep.