I heard something. Or someone. Whatever it was, it was loud enough and persistent enough to pull me out of sleep.
I opened my eyes and looked around the room. Since the night had been warmer than usual, Ken and I had left the window open before going to bed. Assuming the noise was coming from students wandering around the courtyard, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, sat up on the edge of the bed, slipped into my slippers, and walked over to the window.
I looked down. The courtyard was empty. Not a single soul stood outside. It was still far too early for anyone to be awake. Maybe I'd dreamed the whole thing.
With a tired sigh, I closed the window and returned to bed.
I turned onto my left side. Then onto my right.
Sleep refused to come back. "Great," I muttered under my breath.
Giving up, I climbed out of bed again, slipped my slippers back on, quietly opened the door, and stepped into the corridor.
The dormitory was completely silent.
