'There was a faint heat on his cheeks while the rest of his body was cold. A tingling ache in his ears as if someone was screaming in the distance. His journal, which he had tucked under his arm, felt heavy.
Icha-bod. Icha-bod.
Blasted toads again! Ichabod tried to ignore the human-like croaking.
Ichabod, look at me!
Ichabod twitched. His eyes flicked up. Where had the moonlight vanished to? He could barely see the outlines of the aged trees.
Warmth spread across his neck. It was not like a blush but the stroke of another person’s fingers. When he reached out he felt no one there.
“Stop it, Ichabod,” he told himself. “It is a trick of the mind.”
It was at that moment that the very breath was torn from his mouth. Ichabod gagged. It was the air - foul and rancid. He couldn’t ignore this.
His hands leapt to his throat and his journal dropped to the ground. There was things in the darkness. Shifting, curling and uncurling, coming closer towards him.
It was crawling out of his journal. Ichabod, with wide eyes, watched as dark ink-like tendrils escaped from the paper and formed into a slim, curved figure which had hands - hands which opened its fingers wide to -'
Ichabod Crane left Sleepy Hollow and was never seen again. Some believed he had been whisked away by the Headless Horseman but he had been hiding away in shame after a cruel trick was played on him. Five years pass - Brom Bones is discovered beheaded. Ichabod returns to Sleepy Hollow to search for the killer and gains a headless ally...
There's something strange in the air that is affecting the women. Could it really be the ghost of a Salem witch? Join Ichabod and the Headless Horseman as they try to discover whether a supernatural evil has fallen upon Sleepy Hollow or if it is the power of suggestion.
A short supernatural mystery based on and inspired by Washington Irving's 'The Legend of Sleepy Hollow'.