She had a dream last night, dreaming that she found a wall and hugged it tightly.

How could she be in the bed?

Just when Lynn was anxious and confused, Benson opened his eyes. When their eyes met, Lynn swallowed and thought how could he wake up now? It was so embarrassing.

She was still hanging on him, like a koala.

Lynn felt her lips dry, "Oh...why am I on the bed?"

She was about to die. One time before, she woke up and was on the bed. She suspected that she had been sleepwalking, but it didn't happen later, and she didn't bother about it anymore.

Why did something...