This is going to sound absolutely barking mad, but I genuinely need to figure out what happened. Last Saturday night, I went to bed around 11 PM as normal. Next thing I know, it's 3:47 AM and I'm waking up in my attic, in the dark, with no idea how I got there.
I live in a Victorian semi in Bristol and the attic access is one of those pull-down ladder jobs in the hallway ceiling. I would've had to wake up (at least partially), find the pole, hook it down, pull the ladder down, and climb up. All whilst apparently asleep. This isn't my first sleepwalking episode - I've done it before - but I've never gone *this* far before.
What's bothering me more: when I woke up in the attic, I had this absolutely vivid sense that I was looking for something. Or being called up there. I can't quite explain it. My partner thinks I should see a doctor, which I probably should, but the feeling when I woke up wasn't sleepy confusion - it was purposeful. Like I'd been sent up there to retrieve something.
Has anyone experienced sleepwalking that feels less like automatic behaviour and more like... external direction?