To solve something you do not understand

It was midnight, I was in my bedroom, lights were open and the wind were howling like dogs. Before I knew what was happening, I was sitting in the bed side table, reading a book.

When suddenly a bust of wind came digging at my window. It blew the curtains from top to bottom. Leaving my eyes like a monotone robot, it left, just like that. The outside was as quiet as mice, neighbors did not even move their bowls. Only one thing I could see was that a squirrel scurried past our yard, with the bushy tail that made a trace on the hedge.

Soon the tranquility and pacified feeling with drowned by something much more tribulations and redemptive. A sound came into my ears, the ones of a person as if he or she was speaking to me in another language. I got up, spins pricking out of my back like a hedgehog. Moved slowly down the stairs.

As I reached to the lounge the voice was gone, but that did not stop me from seeing the face of the victim. It was a she, and it must have been a witch!