Our House is Haunted

Last night, Rusty had to sleep in the guest room ( no no, we didn't have some crazy fight.  I am ashamedly so congested the past week from allergies or something that he can't sleep through my snoring!!!  Ah!).  He came out this morning to the breakfast table with red handprints around one side of his neck.  I pointed it out to him, so he went to our bathroom to look in the mirror and check it out.  He came out a minute later and showed me that, when he had taken his shirt off to inspect further, he had a high heel type imprint on his abdomen.  He decided that our guest room is haunted and some lady ghost was beating him up in his sleep.  I thought he had staged the whole thing at first as a joke, but he swears he had no idea until I pointed it out.  Pretty weird I guess.  Here's some pictures.  The fingerprints had already faded away by the time we thought to get out the camera.  Anyway, happy halloween everyone!