Fiona is obsessed with Creepypasta. She also has this weird (or should I say peculiar) immunity to fear of any kind. She could be sitting all alone in the basement of the Cairnholm house they lived in as it is in the present (all blown up, rotting, and creepy and shit) in the middle of a pitch-black night, during a freaking hurricane, with no light in the basement at all except her phone, with a freaking psychopath on the loose on the island, reading all the way through every Creepypasta ever made and watching every horror movie ever made, and she wouldn't be the least bit freaked out.

Her boyfriend, however, is the comlplete opposite; when Fiona showed Hugh Creepypasta, he read only a little bit in broad daylight surrounded by his friends, and he couldn't sleep a wink for three whole days.