My wife, Faye, has an undiagnosed sleep disorder. I knew about it long before the events up on Pike’s Peak. When we first started dating, she recounted a few of her memories of sleepwalking at a young age, and one of them always sticks out in my mind. When she was a child, she climbed out of bed and crawled across the floor, growling like a rabid dog, and hid in the darkness while her older sister watched late night TV. Faye watched her for several minutes, fixated on her sister's throat, then s..