More Short Story!

My short story is really starting to come together! I would say I am about half done, so is another preview.

Davis awakens to the sound of the wind, but it is unlike any wind that he has ever before. The bedroom is full of an eerie, pale blue light. The light seemed to emanate from his bedroom window, bright enough to shine through the large specks of dust and dirt. What the hell is Johnson doing now? Davis thinks to himself as he stomps towards the window. As he draws closer to the window, he begins to feel warmer, almost exponentially, by the time he is at the window he feels warmer and more comfortable than he had ever felt before.
Then he saw her.
She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her hair was long and golden; it was so bright and vivid that it almost hurt his eyes to look at. Her skin was very pale, and it almost blended with the snow on the ground, but it looked smooth, he wanted nothing more to touch it, to feel her warmth. She was wearing long white robes, it did not occur to him that this would be an odd thing to wear, but he was too distracted by her beauty to notice. After staring at her for a few minutes, he suddenly realized that something was terribly wrong.
The blue light that had first drawn his attention seemed to be originating from the beautiful woman. The wind he had heard was not wind at all, but it was the beautiful woman singing. He couldn’t make out the words, but it was the most prepossessing song he had every heard, unlike anything he had ever heard before. The woman frightened him, but he was enamored as well. He knew that he had to talk to her, touch her, love her. He had never been in love before, let alone love at first sight, but he knew that was what he was feeling.
He ran down the stairs, nervous and anxious at the same time to meet to woman, to hold her in his arms, to love her. He rushed out his back door, with the gusto of a man 30 years his junior, towards the woman. She turned to him, and smiled at him with more warmth than he had ever deserved. And just like that, she disappeared, and he was left alone, in the dark, wearing only his pajamas. He was suddenly very cold, but he was too confused to move. Who was she? Where did she go? Why was she here?