He threw a charm in my mouth and told me to chew it and swallow my saliva three times. Then I was given a talisman to tie to my waist. He told my father that my life was out of danger, but once back home a sacrifice of a he-goat was necessary to chase the evil spirits forever. After that sacrifice I felt better and I never saw the woman again at night. Since that day I have refused to accept gifts from unknown people.
Life is sometimes full of mysteries.
It is very common in my village, Gangara, for wizards to have troubles. I can remember October 27, 1985. There was a man in our neighbor's family who was suffering from a disease which no doctor could identify. The troubles had started to happen to him only some hours earlier. All kinds of medication were used but none of them had any positive effect.