In the spring of 2001 when I was traveling with family in Italy, I had an experience with what I thought was a spirit/ghost. We were staying in an old hotel in Venice and I had just lied down to go to sleep and after pulling the covers over myself I felt a cold breeze on my cheek and she whispered my name in my ear. It was like breath on my face and it was ice cold. I froze I was so scared. It was dark and I did not see anything, but I most definitely felt a breeze and heard the voice. I have not had any similar experiences since, but I’ll never forget it.
The Walnut of Benevento was an ancient and leafy walnut tree consecrated to the Germanic god Odin, around which met a community of Lombards settled near Benevento from the sixth century, in the territories originally inhabited by the Samnites. The celebration of pagan and religious rites, which included hanging a goatskin from the walnut, has given rise to various legends that have perpetuated over the centuries, concerning ceremonies and magical rituals officiated by witches on the occasion of sabbath (the return of the devil).