Indy heard a voice call out. It was a female voice, and sounded young. He peeked out from behind the desk to see Jackie creeping around the office. "What are you doing here?" he questioned as he stood up from his hiding place.
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The dirt road from Sleepy Hollow to Marshall College was black as the night. Only a glimpse of moonlight broke through the canopy of leaves from the surrounding Forrest. A headless rider and his ghostly white horse traveled swiftly. The white steed's hooves kicked up dirt and fallen leaves as it galloped towards their destination. It's eyes were glowing an unnatural red. It's rider clad in the old British uniform was the headless horseman, the mysterious murderer, a phantom in the night.
At the same hour, Reverend Alfred Knapp was locking the doors of St. Martin's Church. He was in a hurry. He knew what was happening around campus and had to stop them. Running to the graveyard with a shovel in hand, Reverend Knapp heard the eerie neighing of horse nearby and stopped in his tracks. Frantically the Reverend looked around the church's old graveyard to identify the source. Again the spooky sound of the ghoulish horse echoed through the night, but this time accompanied by the familiar hoof-trod of a galloping steed. Reverend Knapp panicked and ran for the exit of the graveyard... that's when he saw him.
The headless horseman blocked the exit. Dismounting the ghost horse, the man drew his ax and approached his target. Reverend Knapp stood his ground and furiously looked death in the face and growled with a righteous anger, challenging his opponent. The Reverend began to chant in a foreign language using witchcraft. HE raised his arms to summon the chain off a fence post as if he were charming a serpent, using the enchanted chain as weapon he sent it soaring at the horseman as his enemy raised his ax. The chain wrapped around the man's ax-wielding arm, momentarily halting the attack. Using no time to spare, Reverend Knapp cast a spell on another chain, sending it to wrap around the horseman's legs.
This seemed to have no effect on the Reverend's adversary, for with his free arm he took the ax and swung at the chain that wrapped his legs then with a twirl of the weapon at the chain that bound his arm. Instantaneously the metal chains broke as the ax cut through them without resistance. Reverend Knapp shouted with and sent the rest of the chain at his enemy's waist, but the headless ax-wielder twirled his weapon around his body releasing the chain-hold and marched toward it's prey. Flipping the ax with it's left hand the horseman cornered the old priest into the church wall.
"I'll never tell you where it is!" Reverend Knapp spat in defiance, but the horseman pressed forward until he stood facing the elderly man.
"I'm prepared to die..." Knapp confessed.
The horseman swung his ax with a two-handed grip, its axe-blade searing with heat of a furnace, removing the Reverend's head with a squishing thump; and then walked away to his horse.
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The dirt road from Sleepy Hollow to Marshall College was black as the night. Only a glimpse of moonlight broke through the canopy of leaves from the surrounding Forrest. A headless rider and his ghostly white horse traveled swiftly. The white steed's hooves kicked up dirt and fallen leaves as it galloped towards their destination. It's eyes were glowing an unnatural red. It's rider clad in the old British uniform was the headless horseman, the mysterious murderer, a phantom in the night.
At the same hour, Reverend Alfred Knapp was locking the doors of St. Martin's Church. He was in a hurry. He knew what was happening around campus and had to stop them. Running to the graveyard with a shovel in hand, Reverend Knapp heard the eerie neighing of horse nearby and stopped in his tracks. Frantically the Reverend looked around the church's old graveyard to identify the source. Again the spooky sound of the ghoulish horse echoed through the night, but this time accompanied by the familiar hoof-trod of a galloping steed. Reverend Knapp panicked and ran for the exit of the graveyard... that's when he saw him.
The headless horseman blocked the exit. Dismounting the ghost horse, the man drew his ax and approached his target. Reverend Knapp stood his ground and furiously looked death in the face and growled with a righteous anger, challenging his opponent. The Reverend began to chant in a foreign language using witchcraft. HE raised his arms to summon the chain off a fence post as if he were charming a serpent, using the enchanted chain as weapon he sent it soaring at the horseman as his enemy raised his ax. The chain wrapped around the man's ax-wielding arm, momentarily halting the attack. Using no time to spare, Reverend Knapp cast a spell on another chain, sending it to wrap around the horseman's legs.
This seemed to have no effect on the Reverend's adversary, for with his free arm he took the ax and swung at the chain that wrapped his legs then with a twirl of the weapon at the chain that bound his arm. Instantaneously the metal chains broke as the ax cut through them without resistance. Reverend Knapp shouted with and sent the rest of the chain at his enemy's waist, but the headless ax-wielder twirled his weapon around his body releasing the chain-hold and marched toward it's prey. Flipping the ax with it's left hand the horseman cornered the old priest into the church wall.
"I'll never tell you where it is!" Reverend Knapp spat in defiance, but the horseman pressed forward until he stood facing the elderly man.
"I'm prepared to die..." Knapp confessed.
The horseman swung his ax with a two-handed grip, its axe-blade searing with heat of a furnace, removing the Reverend's head with a squishing thump; and then walked away to his horse.
