Richard Gleaves

“Hadewych harrumphed and informed him he was going to hell. The nights were bitter cold but Jason stayed in the RV. He never had the Nightmare anymore unless he dozed off in his old room or in class. That had happened once. Really embarrassing. He’d shouted with fright, awakening Mr. Wollenberg, and had earned a derisive chuckle from Eddie and his boys. Only in the RV was he safe. But the RV had no heat. He’d begun to enjoy sleep again and he dreaded having to choose eventually between the Nightmare and frostbite. He’d had no more magnetic poetry messages from Eliza but he knew she was still there. He could feel her… living… alongside him. Objects moved on their own behind his back. Sometimes Charley would yip and bark at the air.”
― Richard Gleaves, Sleepy Hollow: Bridge of Bones