"Turn that light off!" came a voice from below "It'll curdle my brew!"
Ryan saw an old woman appear at the bottom of the stairs. He guessed straight away she was a witch. "You..you've an intruder!" she cried. She concentrated hard. "And there are four more intruders here as well!"
"We don't mean any harm." said Ryan "We just wanted a place to shelter from the storm. I'm sorry we disturbed you."
"HA!" the old witch cried "You should be more afraid of me than you are of a storm!" She then chanted some kind of incantation as waves of magic rose up through the celing.
"What have you done?" asked Ryan
"Oh, I cast some random spells over them" replied the witch with a cackle "They won't be going anywhere, so I might as well deal with you first!"
Cackling, she cast a curse at Ryan turning him into a...