The screen didn't go black. Instead, it started to pulse with a faint, rhythmic glow. Fiona leaned forward, her heart beginning to race. Was it a glitch? Or something else?

As she finally stood up and headed for bed, she couldn't help but wonder. Was it just a dream? Or was it something more? A glimpse into a different life, a life where things were different, where her mother hadn't left, and where the Gallaghers were a happy, normal family.

The woman on the screen looked up, her smile widening. "Fiona, sweetheart. It's okay. Everything's going to be okay."

She looked around, but there was no one there. The voice seemed to be coming from the TV itself. Fiona reached out and touched the screen. It was cold, colder than any piece of electronics should be.

As the final notes of the theme song faded, Fiona felt a strange sense of unease. Something about the way the episode had ended—the lingering shot of the empty Gallagher kitchen—felt different. She reached for the remote to turn off the TV, but her hand froze.

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the room. It was faint at first, like a whisper in the wind, but it grew louder and more insistent. "Fiona... Fiona..."

But it was too late. The screen went black, and the room was plunged into darkness.