A guest at a castle hotel discovers that he is a sleepwalker. When he wakes up the first morning, the furniture in his room has been rearranged, and the paintings on the wall have changed. The next night, he wakes again to find the room disorganized. A man then informs him that he had visited during the night, revealing that the guest is a sleepwalker who rearranges rooms in his sleep.
A guest at a castle hotel discovers that he is a sleepwalker. When he wakes up the first morning, the furniture in his room has been rearranged, and the paintings on the wall have changed. The next night, he wakes again to find the room disorganized. A man then informs him that he had visited during the night, revealing that the guest is a sleepwalker who rearranges rooms in his sleep.
A guest at a castle hotel discovers that he is a sleepwalker. When he wakes up the first morning, the furniture in his room has been rearranged, and the paintings on the wall have changed. The next night, he wakes again to find the room disorganized. A man then informs him that he had visited during the night, revealing that the guest is a sleepwalker who rearranges rooms in his sleep.
When I stopped my car at the hotel, I was astonished: actually, it was
inside an ancient castle on the top of the hill. My room was big and comfortable. There was an ancient wooden bed opposite the door, a heavy table at the center, some dark armchairs near the wardrobe and two big windows with such thick glasses that I struggled to close. There were also some paintings on the wall, and they portrayed landscapes and wild animals. I unpacked my luggage and decided to go out for a walk to explore the neighborhood. When I came back to the hotel it was dinner time. I felt tired after the long trip, so I ate and left the dining room. I reached my room, watched TV for a while and fell asleep. The following morning, the sun was shining in the sky. As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized something very strange: the furniture had been moved so that the table was nearer the bed, the two armchairs were at the center of the room and the windows were opened. Furthermore, the two pictures on the wall were not the same as the previous night. There were the faces of two nice ladies on them. Suddenly, I jumpscared! I looked carefully around me: everything was exactly where it had been left but I continued to think about that. The next night I fell asleep and, when I woke up, everything was messed up. Then a man came into my room and sayed me that I visited him that night: I am a sleepwalker!