A Graduation Gift novel Chapter 121

Cassandra felt warm sleeping in her comfortable bed. However, her blood froze when she caught sight of a figure in the dark from the corner of her eye!

It was looming around the corner. She could not recognize who it was. It was just sitting there quietly, not moving.

Cassandra dared not do anything boldly. She covered herself with the quilt carefully while staring at that figure anxiously.

After what seemed like an eternity, the figure suddenly moved and stood up slowly.

Its shoulders moved up and down in a heave of sigh. Then it turned its head from left to right, and walked out of the room at a very slow staggering pace.

Through the dim light from the corridor outside, Cassandra saw its face all of a sudden.

It was Courtney!

Her skin seemed to be paler, and her face bore no expression. There was something odd in the way she walked. It was really slow, rigid and unnatural as if she was a puppet.

Then an idea occurred to Cassandra. She covered her mouth to stop herself from making any noise.

Courtney was sleepwalking! On the back of her mind, she recalled that sleepwalking happened in one's dream and the sleepwalkers were unconscious and didn't know what they were doing.

Cassandra was both surprised and curious. She remained silent and watched Courtney walk out of her room silently.

After Courtney left, Cassandra rolled out of bed. A precarious idea haunted her. She wondered why Courtney sleepwalked to her room and where she would go next.

With that thought in mind, Cassandra tiptoed and opened the door. Courtney went to the next room. She opened the door and walked in.

Cassandra followed her carefully. She didn't enter that room. Instead, she crouched down by the door and peeked inside.

Courtney walked to the walk-in wardrobe and opened the door. A ginormous closet filled with countless pieces of gorgeous garments surprised Cassandra.

"Not this one, nor this one..."

Cassandra heard Courtney murmuring. Her pale and thin hand stroked through the rows of fancy dresses.

'Is she looking for a special dress?' wondered Cassandra.

Finally, Courtney closed the door and turned around.

She continued murmuring, "No, no...not here. It's not here..."

Cassandra saw her walking towards the door of the room. She didn't want herself to be discovered. So she hurried to her room secretly.

Courtney repeated her act going into one room after another. She would open the door and walked inside to search for something.

Sometimes, she would open the cosmetic drawer, or stroke the mirror by the bedside.

She staggered to her feet during the whole process, which made Cassandra quite anxious, afraid that she might fall down.

Suddenly, Courtney walked downstairs. Cassandra followed closely behind her.

She was so nervous all the way that even her palms sweated. What she hated the most were horror movies, but with what was happening now, she felt like she was playing one of the roles in a horror film.

Midnight, inside the dark mansion, a young lady was sleepwalking. These were the classic elements in a horror movie.

Courtney reached the first floor and opened the door of the house.

The cold wind blew in, and a surge of tiny chills met Cassandra's tensed face.

However, it seemed that Courtney didn't feel the cold at all. She stood at the gate for a long time before she closed it and walked to the stairs again.

Cassandra hid while watching Courtney eagerly. Her mind wanted to do something to help her, but her body was so afraid that she did nothing but hide in the shadows.

Courtney continued walking stiffly to the third floor, returned to her own room, and then lay on the bed again as if nothing had happened.

For a moment, Cassandra was not sure what she should do next. However, her tension ebbed a little when she noticed that Courtney was lying still in the bed. She must have fallen asleep.

Courtney sleepwalked! Sleepwalking was not a thing that must be taken for granted. She needed some serious medical treatments. Cassandra felt sorry for the young lady.

What if she just walked outside? Wouldn't it be very dangerous? What if nobody saw her? She might hurt herself.

Relieved to see Courtney lying in the bed, Cassandra returned to her room to rest her troubled mind. She drowsed into a nap. However, she woke up from time to time. She could hardly fall asleep at the thought of Courtney.

The daylight seeped through her room's window panes. Cassandra refreshed herself up before she went downstairs. Whitney had already prepared the breakfast and was waiting for her.

"Good Morning, Auntie, I'd like to tell you something."

Cassandra was eager to tell Whitney what happened to Courtney last night.

"About what?"

Whitney looked at her in a puzzled face, her hand still holding the milk.

"It is about Courtney. She sleepwalked last night and went on opening and entering every room in the house. And she didn't look well either,"

Cassandra said carefully and anxiously while watching Whitney's reaction.