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 LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow 

 Horsemen Saga 

 Season 2 - Death Arc 

 Episode 24 - Devil Under the Plain Sight 

 Haunting Past Sub Arc - Part 6 

 Halloween Special - Part 2 

 Eleventh Episode of Season 2 

 Sub Arc Finale 



"It seems a pity, but I have done what I could. I know every move of your game. You can do nothing before Monday. It has been a duel between you and me, Mr. Holmes. You hope to place me in the dock. I tell you that I will never stand in the dock. You hope to beat me. I tell you that you will never beat me. If you are clever enough to bring destruction upon me, rest assured that I shall do as much to you."

- Professor Moriarty in "The Final Problem"

 Previous Season: LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow - The Cranes Arc 

Previous Crossover: LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow & Sword of Kings Crossover - The Corbin Files

 Previous Crossover Episode: LOTM: Crossover - The Corbin Files - Chapitre Douze et Fin (Final)

 Previous Episode: LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow Horsemen Saga -  

 Also tie-in with: LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow Spin-Off - Firenza Junior

 Previous Spin-Off Episodes: LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow Spin-Off - Firenza Junior -

Lyrics
Now the day has come. We are forsaken this time.

We lived our lives in our paradise, As gods we shaped the world around. No borderlines we'd stay behind, Though balance is something fragile.

While we thought we were gaining, We'd turn back the tide, it still slips away. Our time has run out, our future has died, There's no more escape.

Now the day has come, We are forsaken, There's no time anymore. Life will pass us by, We are forsaken, We're the last of our kind.

The sacrifice was much too high, Our greed just made us all go blind. We tried to hide what we feared inside. Today is the end of tomorrow.

As the sea started rising, The land that we conquered just washed away. Although we all have tried to turn back the tide, It was all in vain.

Now the day has come, We are forsaken, There's no time anymore. Life will pass us by, We are forsaken, Only ruins stay behind.

Now the day has come. We are forsaken this time.

Now the day has come, We are forsaken, There's no time anymore.

Now the day has come. The day has come. The day has come.

Special Overview

 * Genre:
 * ​Part 1: Detective, Forensic, Crime Procedural
 * Part 2: Dark Fantasy, Horror, Supernatural
 * Rated: PG-14
 * Timeline: Six Week after LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow Horsemen Saga - Jenny Mills
 * ​Part 1: October 27-30
 * Part 2: October 30-31

Heroes

 * Ichabod Crane
 * Abbie Mills
 * Temperance Brennan
 * Seeley Booth
 * Sister Mary Eunice
 * Tweedledum
 * Tweedledee

Leadership & Star Spangled Society

 * Lord Helio - Mentioned
 * Selina Strawberry
 * Calvin Cranberry - Mentioned
 * Leonard Lemon - Cameo

Merry Melody

 * Helene Hawthorn / The Ringmistress
 * Harold Honeydew / The Persian
 * Penelope & Phoebe Plum / The Twins
 * Alfonso Aloe - Cameo

Other Members

 * Blaze Banana
 * Pedro Pineapple
 * Orlando Orange
 * Gregory Grape
 * Lillian Lime
 * Walter Watermelon - Cameo
 * ??? - Hallucination

Past Members

 * ??? - Hallucination
 * Alexandar Apricot - Hallucination
 * Hestia Hawthorn - Mentioned

Moloch's Army

 * Crow Faux
 * Atticus Nevins - Mentioned
 * Christine Van Bilj
 * Moloch - Cameo
 * Headless Horseman - Cameo

Others

 * La Gloton - Mentioned???
 * Frank Irving
 * Choleti Dorian - Cameo
 * Dora Carlotta Dorian
 * Katrina Crane - Mentioned
 * Baccarat Blueberry - Cameo
 * Betsy Ross - Flashback

Villains

 * General William Howe
 * Phyllis Peach
 * Undead Redcoats
 * Organ Harvester (La Gloton Copycat?)

October 28th
<p style="text-align:center;"> October 28th 

<p style="text-align:center;"> 23:50 AM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Captain Irving's House 

<p style="text-align:center;"> More than 2 days to Phyllis' Dinner 

''Sighed, Irving had hung up the phone. He has been staying up late. Now, he was in depress due to the case that concerned with Dr. Maynard... He was also confused why FBI didn't put on a manhunt for this supect which could possibly be La Gloton. He then dressed up his suit and walked towards the door, where a woman with black suit and an eye-patch stood in front of him. The woman is very tall, standing much taller than the police captain at almost 2m tall. As a result, she had to bent down at the door to get into the room. She has a long strawberry blond hair that stetched to her waist.  Selina scratched her head. It was apparent that she bumped onto the door before she arrived in.'' ''Irving kept a straight face at Selina's self-mockery as usual. Selina seemed to feel upset about her increased height.'' ''It was Selina Strawberry, who also seemed to be concerned. She now changed into another dressing, with black buisness suit instead of her original red cape. It's her own public outfit in order to hide her true identity as an Order of Flourish agent, a disguise that is aptly shown.'' ''Selina then sighed and closed her eyes in dismay. She clenched both of her fists in anger. Recently, she had an argument with Phyllis Peach over her suspicion that Phyllis was planning something, and now she didn't want to attend her dinner party. She was still mad at Phyllis.'' ''Selina stopped speaking when she almost slipped  that name  from her tongue. Her face turned pale, showing how much of a sense of fear she had. She took a deep breath after her five seconds of stutter, before she finally said...'' ''Irving covered his head and felt sad when he heard about the news. He firmly clenched his fists and lowered his head, utterly depressed for sure.'' Selina felt sad and gasped when she heard about Irving talking about his family, and she started to tender her own hair while lamenting with a soft voice. A moment of silence later, Selina sighed with a heavy heart, as Irving walked closer to her, trying to force himself from changing the topic. ''Selina then regained her calmness before she stared at the television. She saw the Halloween Parade live television and bit her lips. Then, thousands of horrible scenes flashed through her head, that fatal Halloween night eight years ago... At the night, sitting in front of a burning shaft, a younger Selina cried as she cradled the dead body of the last comfirmed victim of La Gloton... Moments later, she kept her calmness intact before it began to break, pushing her burning rage down.'' ''Selina then lowed downed her upper torso to get out of the room, before bending her knees. The room was indeed too small for her. Meanwhile, Irving had to reply with a rather sacarstic comment on this.'' ''Hearing such a straightforward sarcasm, Selina misunderstood whatever Irving meant. She merely shutted her eyes in some embarrassement, and she angrily blushed. All she thought about was the clothes, shoes and gloves she had to thrown away during these years, simply because she outgrew them all. However, Irving was clearly not commenting on this, so it was obvious that Selina missed the point.'' Trying to hide away her paranoia and embarrasement, Selina blushed and then walked carefully out of Irving's house, as the police captain followed her with a stony face.
 * 105Frank.pngIrving: Very well, Lt. Mills. I don't know what was going on between you and that British man, but still, I guess you can handle these cases. I now have another case in my hand. Let's find out if there's any more connections from there...
 * 69889899_p0_master1200.jpgSelina: Sorry to disturb you, Captain.
 * Irving: Ms. Sarandon, how was your recovering?
 * Selina: Uh, I just gained another inch of height after some days of sleep, probably, and... Oh, my head hurts when I knocked on the top of this door before I got in. It looks like that next time, I have to crouch myself like a worm to get in your office.
 * Selina: Anyway, other than that, I'm fine. Is there anything bothering you, Captain Irving? The All-Hallow's Eve is arriving, and now I heard La Gloton is striking again...
 * 318Ichabod.pngg: No, Lt. Mills claims that this is connected to a recent case connecting with General William Howe's bones, and she's heading back the town from Jeffersonian Insititute. Thanks to Mr. Crane, Howe's body would be escorted back into Sleepy Hollow. I'm handling Dr. Maynard's corpse as well. I can see this is more linkened to La Gloton, but now here's another case.
 * 69643680_p0_master1200.jpgSelina: Leave them be. They're back to Sleepy Hollow, thanks to Jefforsonian Institute's cooperation, and I guess it's better to leave supernatural tasks to them for now, with currently those FBI agents tried to discover the recent case that were suspected to be another...
 * Selina: ... another La Gloton murder.
 * Irving: This case is a curse. Anyone who dared to investigate it shall face disaster, either losing their life or losing their love ones by accident. Once, I didn't believe it... but look at what it brought to me and my family.
 * U=3695162905,1672416175&fm=27&gp=0.jpga: I'm sorry, but I do understand. However, the curse is nothing comparing to indifference. In fact, many people in this town seemed to be indifferent to this serial murder... probably due to many other bad things happened eight years ago that overshadowed the serial killing. Had many people helped us to get the killler, had that bad thing never happened... the killer would be instantly apprehended. I can assure you.
 * Irving: You mean that bioweapon disaster and the subsquent trial? Either this is conspiracy or the world's most unrealistic coincidence, but what it caused was devastating and disgraceful.
 * Irving: By the way, General Howe's remains, in my opinion, holds another great mystery. Having too many people involved might only cause unnessity and inconvinience. It's better to seperate our forces and delve into cases seperately, unless it's an absolute neccesity.
 * Selina: I see... I believe Crane and Mills are investigating some supernatural case which is similar to the recent Headless Horseman event, which went quiet for now. Nevertheless, what we're about to investigate... is a much more humane and less strange case. Please follow me, Captain.
 * 70288989_p2_master1200.jpgIrving: I can see that. Judging from this formal suit, I know you're here for some urgent business. Every month, your attire changes.
 * Selina: No, I didn't outgrew any... I mean, this is a prevention of enemies' track down. I was just suspected that there were some people might tracked me down and jeopadize our current appointment, Captain, so I have to do so in order to keep us safe. No one will suspect me as a magician with this.
 * Irving: As you should.
 * Selina: You'll drive.

October 29th - Past the Midnight
<p style="text-align:center;"> October 29th  <p style="text-align:center;"> 20 minutes later  <p style="text-align:center;"> 0:10 AM  <p style="text-align:center;"> Streets  <p style="text-align:center;"> Irving's Police Car 

''Irving and Selina took their ride in Irving's police car, as Irving was driving in the car. Another man was sitting right behind Irving, and the man had a purple hair and a pair of glasses. It was Selina's colleague, Gregory "Grape" Gatsby, who is a renowned chess champion, psychological profiler and a secret agent of the Order of Flourish, much like Selina. However, Irving doesn't know that Gregory was an Order agent, since he never asked.'' Selina looked aside and peered at the limelight outside. ''Looking back on Irving, Selina twitched her eyebrows and sighed. Gregory just stared at the front and didn't say a single word.'' Gregory then chuckled and gave a lazy smile, finally breaking his silence. ''Selina sighed again. She seemed confused and annoyed at Gregory's nonchalant attitude.'' ''Selina closed her eyes, when all of a sudden, a flashback flashed into her mind. She covered her head in pain. She saw a little girl, wearing in red cape, with an arm lost. The little girl knelt beside a corpse and began to cry aloud to the sky. Selina grabbed her forehead and almost bumped her head on the window. Selina then took a deep gasp and tried to breath the air. Something traumatizing had resurfaced into her mind.'' ''Gregory then leered at Selina in a face of warning. He stopped acting lazy and began to show a much more cold and merciless personality when he started to speak.'' Selina lifted her eyebrows as Gregory continued, since his word seemly made her brightened from her gloom. ''Selina then closed her eyes again, when she envisioned a woman with black braid walking away into a void of white-out. Her face remained stoic, but in fact, she was pushing down her inner intensity.'' ''Closing his eyes, Gregory sighed and nodded in sadness. His facical expression was now written with two words:  guilty conscience . Then, Irving, who was driving the car, sighed and replied.'' Selina nodded and fell into silence.
 * Irving: So many murders these days... It looks like the killers are going mad in October. In this case, the victim was found in a hotel room bathtub. There were abdominal mutilations and organ removal on the scene.
 * City-street-wallpapers-full-hd.jpgSelina: Comparing to the recent case of Dr. Maynard, it sounds more like an urban legend than a case of La Gloton.
 * Irving: I have the entire room sealed. You'll get it fresh.
 * Selina: Fresh? Fresh as a daisy?
 * Irving: Fresh enough for you two to tell me whether or not it's La Gloton... Then, you both can go back to work.
 * Gregory: Aw, you don't want me in a chess school classroom. You and Selina both want to wrap my head tight around La Gloton... I'm so tired of this case now. I won't go back to the competition until that killer is caught.
 * Selina: Your bad luck that you're the best, pal.
 * 69822471_p0_master1200.jpgIrving: Expecting two more bodies after these two?
 * Selina: If it's La Gloton, yes, I am... That event... eight years ago...
 * Irving: Something is bothering you?
 * Gregory: Don't let La Gloton stir your mind, both of you. The reason they had Ms. Hestia - their last victim - killed and left her entire body at her house... is so they could poke you with it, Selina.
 * 1377387_1399098393657305_1327797221_n.jpgGregory: Their other victims, those mutilated and dismembered victims... they want to humiliate in death, like... like a public dissection. Hestia was different.
 * Selina: They were probably impressed that she was able to find them. They may be started another murder cycle, Gregory.
 * Irving: If this is La Gloton, there'll be at least one or two more bodies, and then nothing for months, maybe years. We'll have a window of opportunity to catch them, and that window will close. Last time the window closed, I lost my wife's trust, and I ruined the life of my daughter. I don't intend to do that again.

<p style="text-align:center;"> 10 minutes later  <p style="text-align:center;"> Hotel  <p style="text-align:center;"> Crime Scene 

''The police forces had gathered inside the hotel not far away from the room where the murder took place. In the corridor, a tall blond man leaned on the wall and looked very upset. It was none other than Blaze Banana, who just arrived after hearing another event that bore similarities of La Gloton murder. Since he wrote an article about how the so-called of true culprit that executed La Gloton murder case was currently apprehended, he was upset.''


 * Blaze: What should I do? What should I...

''Fearing to become a laughing stock, Blaze had to stood in his spot and thinking about what he had to do, in order to get out of such an embarassement. Suddenly, he heard the footstep coming from the end of corridor.'' ''Blaze was upset and nervous when he saw Captain Irving, Gregory and Selina walked one by one into the corridor. Irving and Gregory went into the suite which the murder took place, but Selina didn't. She spotted Blaze before she even entered the door. That's when her blood began to boil.'' ''Selina's face turned redder. She felt upset and angry when she spotted Blaze. Blaze gulped nervously. It was certain that he would never get out of this. As he had expected, Selina walked straight towards Blaze, passing through the guarding police officers and went right in front of her. Even though he's not a short man, Blaze had to look up so that he could face Selina straight into the eyes.'' ''After landing a punch on Blaze's face all of a sudden, a furious Selina pushed Blaze in the wall with her strength, but two police officers rushed towards her and pulled her back, but even them cannot match with Selina's strength when she started to struggle. In the end, it took five strongest police officers in this squad to pull Selina away, while Blaze started to take care of his bleeding nose.  Exasperated, Blaze angrily stared at Selina as she was pulled away from him. Selina stopped struggling and pulled herself away from the police, but she didn't charge at Blaze.'' ''Some police officers immediately gathered around Selina and tried to cool her down. Still feeling angry, Selina gulped and had to push her wrath down, and she angrily turned back without saying a word. Now, no one had ever noticed that Blaze released a cryptic smile on his face.'' ''Blaze then slowly went into the room and wiped the smile off his face. Helplessly, Selina had to walked behind him, annoyed. Inside their room, there were several police officers searching for the clues and examining the crime scene.'' ''Looking worried and nervous, Blaze asked as he walked towards Officers Luke Morales and Devon Jones, two police officers in Irving's squad. Luke was holding a camera while Devon looked at the bathroom of the suite.'' Blaze and Selina then looked at Gregory, who wore a piece of glove and checked the blood spilled on the ground. ''Blaze and Selina then looked at Devon. Selina seemed quite confused and looked at Devon, who gave her his answer.'' Irving, who was now near the victim that was lying inside the bathtub, turned back and stared at Devon. ''Selina then slowly and gently went towards the interior of that bathroom, where she saw a man dead in his bathtub. A hole was on his stomach, with blood spilled on the edge of the tub. Selina almost vomit as she stared at the corpse, which brought her back some memory of that infamous serial killer. However, Selina controlled her fear and gazed closer at the corpse, hoping to believe she was wrong.'' ''Irving crouched right next to her. Others stood at the door and stared at the crime scene.'' ''Selina then check the victim's hand. All of a sudden, she saw broken strings of sutures inside his hand, now messed with his blood.'' ''Devon then put his hand on his chin as he had a hard time figuring out the killer's identity. Blaze, however, stared at the body and seemed utterly nervous.'' ''Irving then noticed that there where scars on the victim's chest. It was apparent that the killer had took away from the victim's chest.'' ''Selina chose to ignore the police. Secretly removing her eyepatch, Selina then went forward to check the body thoroughly before suddenly, she remembered something... Her heart rate fasten as she slowly stood back to her full height, being careful for not hitting her head on the iron bar, which the curtain was attached. She looked at the body as she put her eye-patch back with dissonance.'' ''Selina's word made Irving, Luke and all others surprised. Gregory quickly went towards the bathroom, with Luke and Devon looked at each other in an awkward face. Blaze, however, was relieved and smiled.  Devon crossed his arm and looked very dissatisfied, standing at the door while Gregory checked closer to the body. He then looked at other parts of the bathtub next to the body. He found nothing but blood. Gregory frowned his eyebrows.'' Devon was annoyed and he quickly lifted his hand and tried to explain, before Blaze sighed and walked closer to him with an embarrased. Before Devon could finish his long and boring by-the-book conclusions, Blaze quickly pulled Devon away before he closed the door. ''Blaze playfully closed the door and the room was only filled with four people - Selina, Gregory, Irving and the victim, of course. Irving looked at the corpse with some disbelief.'' Irving looked at Gregory, who stopped checking the body and went standing beside Selina in a stony face. Irving then narrowed his gaze and looked at Gregory, before he nodded nervously. ''Looking at Irving with a pair of sharpened and cold gaze, Gregory took a deep breath and stared at the corpse once more. He's not someone who would easily show any empathy, but still, he always had a clear mind and thoughts. He also acted in some carefree attitude, which was something a workholic like Selina lacked of.'' ''Gregory then closed his eyes and shook his head. He found no other parts in the display that matched the victim's identity.'' ''Selina nodded and she clenched her fist, knocking it on the wall in fraustration. Tears rolled inside her eyes as she felt herself to be a weak one.'' ''Gregory and Irving stared at each other and sighed. Selina stood up and petted the shoulder of Gregory.'' ''Selina's word made Gregory widened his gaze all of a sudden as he took a deep breath, before suddenly, he had a flashback of himself beating a man in black suit before a woman came to stop him. Gregory then punched the woman, whose head slammed on a rock and broke her skull, killing her in the process.'' Gregory took a deep breath and scratch his head as Selina stared at him. Gregory lowered his head and felt ashamed of himself somehow. ''Just then, Gregory felt his own cell phone shook. He immediately took it and looked at the screen, with words like: " I've heard about the recent event. Please come to my house as soon as possible. Phyllis Peach. " Selina then stared at Gregory before she turned back and walked towards Captain Irving. She then spoke in a stern but sad voice. Gregory, however, began to take a look at the screen in confusion.''
 * Blaze: Hmm?
 * Selina: Blaze? You liar...
 * Selina: What in the world is going on!? I read your article yesterday, the one you made our good Calvin to post! You said that La Gloton was apprehended and chained inside Tarrytown, so how come? Why did another two mutilation case that resembled the killer's M.O. occured in just two days?! You tried to undermine me for so many years by using such a despicable trickery!?
 * Blaze: I'm a victim as well, Selina! Can't you understand?
 * Blaze: You're fairly immature, my girl. You beated me just because I have posted an article that is facing the disproval. Is that why you blame me for such a shocking revelation? No one had ever expected this, right? I'll help in this case to prove or disprove that Walter Watermelon is telling the truth. If not, why don't you go and find Walter to blame?
 * Blaze: (think) * I guess I've won. *
 * Devon_Jones.pngBlaze: Has anyone touched the body?
 * Devon: For once, local securities and FBI Agents behaved themselves and didn't meddle. We don't want this case to widespread outside the border of this town, or the whole routine of this town will be messed up for sure.
 * Luke: It's fairly evident the man's dead just by looking at him.
 * Gregory: I touched the body. There's a lot going on with the body. For example,  surgery was performed and then un-performed. 
 * Devon: The surgery was un-performed by bare hands, sutures clawed open.
 * Devon: I, uh, I also... did a little bit of touching.
 * Luke: Pieces of him were torn off from the bed to the bathroom, like breadcrumbs.
 * Selina: The surgery wasn't performed in here. There would be a lot more blood.
 * Gregory: If he's moving his victims, he could be performing the mutilations in the same transport.
 * Blaze: Find the car, find the killer.
 * Selina: Um... He tore open his own sutures... He wanted to commit suicide for sure, but the killer interrupted him and turned it into a murder...
 * Devon: It wasn't to his kidney, though. La Gloton already took it with him, or her.
 * Blaze: I'd say him, as women can hardly take such work with brute force.
 * Irving: What did the killer take out of this man's chest?
 * Luke: Going for the heart, but it's probably interrupted. It's still intact. Traumatized, but it's intact.
 * Selina: The killer... isn't La Gloton.
 * Devon: It's La Gloton for sure.
 * Gregory: I know how La Gloton works as I did several research. This is not the same killer.
 * Devon: But... There're too many similaries.
 * Gregory: There aren't enough.
 * Devon: Knife wounds are cuts, not stabs. The killer has anatomical knowledge, dissection skills, dealing with the victim with mutilation. The killer removed his organ, victim clothed, on display. We got 22 signature componets... all attribute to the same killer!
 * Blaze: It's 22  possible  signature components. Yes, I know, and just give them some time to think it thoroughly...
 * Blaze: Sorry, guys. It's kind of disturbing, huh?
 * Gregory: Are you sure about this?
 * Gregory: More or less.
 * Irving: Tell me why.
 * 69845287_p0_master1200.jpgGregory: I'm not sure if I had the same reason with Selina, but judging from what I saw from the profiles... La Gloton's murder tends to be symbolic. For example, in one case, La Gloton left their victim - a Catholic boy - in a church pew, using his tongue as as a page marker in the Bible he was holding...
 * Gregory: This isn't that. This is like a medical student, or a trainee... or someone tried to make an extra buck in a back-alley surgery... and it went bad, actively bad.
 * Selina: This killer is a clumsy one. He didn't took much, and when I used my  hidden eye  to examine the corpse, I discovered that the heart wasn't cut... It was squeezed a little bit, as if the killer tried to save his or her victim by restarting the heart. If's that's true, then it isn't out of brutality. Did La Gloton ever tried to save their victim?
 * Gregory: You'll catch La Gloton, eventually.
 * Selina: Yeah, well, I want to catch him or her now... and when I do, you're not gonna get a chance to  beat him or her half-death in craze . 
 * Gregory: Yeah, I was sinned... I don't have any chance to throw the first stone, and I don't even worth it, so...
 * Diabolik_Lovers_-_11_raw.mp4_000286869.jpgSelina: You know what I mean, don't you? Don't worry. I know you didn't mean it to kill someone else accidently while beating the one who you hate. I'll relieve you from the burden. La Gloton will be beaten, and no more innoncent people will die.
 * Gregory: I know you're sparing from that burden... I somehow lost control that day and I didn't remember why, but... I mean, you can't just jack up the law and get underneath it.
 * Selina: Can't I?
 * Selina: Captain, please tell your men this; next time if they want to draw a conclusion, go and do a research on archive files, please.

<p style="text-align:center;"> 0:40 AM  <p style="text-align:center;"> 20 minutes later  <p style="text-align:center;"> Phyllis' House 

''Sitting inside her office while staying up late, Phyllis took a look at the photos about Dr. Mayard's death. Then, Phyllis suddenly heard a knock on the door, before she walked to the door and opened it. She then saw Gregory Grape standing outside her house. She was apparently pleased by the presence of Gregory.'' ''Gregory nodded and then he walked into the house very carefully. They then sat at their respective armchairs in the living room, where they faced each other. Of course, this happened after Phyllis poured two cups of Chianti for herself and Gregory. Each of them now held one cup in their hand.'' ''Phyllis peered at Gregory in a calm face and was like she was about to peer into the latter's soul. Gregory didn't even chill out at her face, unlike many ordinary people would do.'' ''Phyllis nodded. She seemed very unpleasant after Gregory mentioned the article.'' Before Phyllis finished, Gregory shook his head and interrupted her. Phyllis then made a blink at Gregory, giving him a cryptic look on her face. Slowly and gently, Phyllis then took a sip from her glass of wine. Gregory then closed his eyes and thought about the killing in the hotel. Gregory and Phyllis then looked at each others and both had one possiblity in their mind... ''Falling into thoughts, Phyllis then looked at the newspaper once again, which detailed the hotel murder. The newspaper was right on her table. She then spoke once more after five seconds of silence.'' ''Phyllis frowned her eyebrows as she made her own conclusion. Feeling a mildly fridge horror in his mind, Gregory then widened his eyes and took a deep breath.'' ''Phyllis then looked at the newspaper again as she turned into an serious expression. Gregory took a sip as he heard Phyllis' calm voice once again.''
 * Phyllis: Good evening, Gregory. Long time no see. I'm sorry that I have to call you in a time like this. Please come in.
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09DN5530ZES.pngGregory: Very rarely do I see you stayed up late. I've been so tired these days. Why did you call me? Probably not just because of your dinner party, right?
 * Phyllis: I believe you're discussing something with me, like always, right? I know you didn't have time to join my banquet.
 * Gregory: Well, that's correct. I believed you read Blaze Banana's article, which was published under the name of Calvin Cranberry. I know you have habits reading daily newspaper... To be honest, I was really mad at Walter and Blaze now.
 * Phyllis: I did, indeed, and I met Calvin just a day ago. He turned really fragile. I guess the truth is about to give a formless slap on Director Walter's face. La Gloton has strike again, Gregory, in that hotel.
 * Gregory: No, no, no, no, I don't think so.
 * Jack_the_ripper_by_davepalumbo-d5nf3d2.jpgPhyllis: Hmm?
 * Gregory: I don't think this is the same guy, just as Selina thought. I discovered some more complicated matters on that corpse. There're at least two killers by now, and that killer in the hotel? He's a copycat at the very least...
 * Phyllis: Maybe they're a killer squad... as not every murders in Whitechapel would be pinned on Jack the Ripper. He has four or five cases, while in total 11 murders occured in Whitechapel.
 * Gregory: Well, that's true.
 * Phyllis: Any variations in the murders that might suggest there could be more than one La Glotons?
 * Gregory: "Some" variations.
 * Phyllis: The victims were all brutalized. What was the brutalization hiding?
 * Diabolik_Lovers_Episode_1_-_Reiji_Screenshot_7.jpgGregory: The careful surgical removal and preservation of vital organs.
 * Phyllis: Organ harvesters?
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09DEN553M4-0ZE.pngPhyllis: Hmm, Irving and Selina are catching a serial killer they can't seem to catch... I believe there's a mastermind behind the killing, while he let copycats or even his minions to do his job for him. It's a brilliant diversion set up by the murder's mastermind, I think, or some mere coincidence that he exploits in order to help himself out and get away from suspicions.
 * Gregory: That's an interesting theory... I will keep it in mind if another body drops.
 * Phyllis: Please do.

Phyllis' Flashback
<p style="text-align:center;"> 3 years ago 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Hospital 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Clinic 

''Phyllis sat in a clinic where she had to accept blood examine for no reasons from a doctor. Phyllis was a bit of peeved with it.'' The doctor shrugged his shoulder and answered in an nonchalant tone. "....................." Phyllis seemed unwilling to give her blood being examined just because of a little allergy, which the doctor somehow intepreted as an infection, which would require definitely more expensive medicine. ''Phyllis then narrowed her gaze, looking at the doctor in a sullen face, but she didn't try to break out. She then had an idea in her mind.''
 * Doctor_Shamal_Anime.pngDoctor: Any other infections?
 * Phyllis: Infections? You seemed convinced I'm diseased.
 * Doctor: I was asking a broader question. A disease is an infection. An infection isn't always a disease.
 * Phyllis: That is true.
 * Doctor: You should just tell me by now, because I'm going to find out, and it will affect your insurance if you lie.
 * Phyllis: ............

<p style="text-align:center;"> - Phyllis: May I ask for your buisness card, please, for my records?

October 29th
<p style="text-align:center;"> The House of Phyllis

<p style="text-align:center;"> 5:30 AM

While thinking about her unhappy experience with that doctor who greatly annoyed her with his impolite and greedy attitude, Phyllis bit her lips and looked at a card she just took from her box of recipes.
 * Phyllis: Crisp Lemon Calf Liver...

''Phyllis narrowed her eyes and then turned back, as she went to another box, which was containing some of the name card Phyllis gathered from her clients and other people, many of them being renouned in the town. She took the name card of that doctor.''

<p style="text-align:center;"> Mark Morstan 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Medical Examiner in Washington D.C. 

''Phyllis grinned as her eyes turned into yellow, and she began to lick her lips. She then turned herself to the door beside her and walked out, with a smile on her face.''
 * Phyllis: (think) * The hunt begins. *

<p style="text-align:center;"> 30 minutes later <p style="text-align:center;"> 10km away from Sleepy Hollow

<p style="text-align:center;"> 6:00 AM

''The truck of the Jeffersonian rode on the road in the woods, heading straight towards the town of Sleepy Hollow. The truck carried the skeleton of Howe to the town under Dr. Brennen's request. Howe's bones were carried all the way towards the town. The coincidence was that the driver was none other than Mark Morstan, who changed to another name and disguised himself as a driver. He resigned from the doctor position since he was afraid that he would be accused of being a crook.''

''The car was caught inside a heavy rain and drove in a high speed. Mark listened to music casually. However, all of a sudden, he saw someone standing inside the misty and wet road. It was a woman with long hair and black dress. She was also wearing a large black hat on her head. Shocked, the driver immediately made a turn, but the slip road made his truck lose its balance. It immediately ran into a tree before it stopped.''

''Mark trembled in horror as the truck hit the tree. However, it didn't hit straight into the trunk, but its side slashed on the tree and forcing it to stop, missing the driver. The driver didn't get hurt. Annoyed and confused, Mark opened the door and walked out of the truck.'' Mark yelled angrily as he tried to regain his conciousness, but his rant sounded like a mad dog barking. ''A calm and polite female voice came from not far away and made Mark looked up. He saw the woman walking straight towards him, but he couldn't see her face clearly.''
 * Mark: AHH! WHAT THE HECK IS--
 * Mark: Who's there!? Aw, I need to finish this task so that I can have a chance to get my medical liscence back! My connections will always--
 * ???: I'm sorry, sir.
 * ???: Do you need a hand?

''Seeing the woman coming for help, Mark sighed in relief. He the pointed at the truck with a sigh, pretty much annoyed.'' ''Mark didn't continue when the woman started to approach him, with her eyes glowing in shining golden glimmer. As the woman walked closer without any word, Mark was surprised as he finally saw her face. It was a tall woman with long gray hair, a pair of yellow eyes decorated in eye shadow. Her lips was covered in black lipsticks. A black hat with yellow rose was right on the top of her head. She was like some pranksters walking in the Halloween night.''
 * Mark: I hit the tree now. I'll call the police and we'll...

Mark narrowed his eyes in surprise as he saw the woman's face, recognizing her despite her overall make-up. ''Mark did not get the response, because Phyllis never responded him. She just walked towards him with her stoic face. Then, Phyllis raised a stick and knocked the man down.'' ''Mark let out a weak yell but he could barely talk, collapsing on the ground unconcious. Then, Phyllis went closer to Mark and whispered to him in a dark tone.'' ''Phyllis then push the man away from her and she started to grab his feet, dragging him to a bush. She was certain that no one saw her, since it was the wood and still away from the town.''
 * Mark: Have... we met before!?
 * Phyllis: I must remind you that this is not just personal. Goodbye.
 * Phyllis: I'll come and get you later on, but I have more task.

''However, the murder was not the only business Phyllis was attended to. She then put her attention on the truck beside her. It was the truck with General William Howe's bones. She had the feast to prepare, but first of all, she needed to draw attentions to avoid suspicion from Ichabod.'' ''Phyllis opened the back door of the truck, revealing a large coffin inside with a mark of the Jeffersonian Anthoropology on it. Phyllis removed the lid on the coffin and looked at the skeleton inside it.'' ''Howe's skelleton was placed perfectly within the coffin. Phyllis grinned. She never expected that her hunt today lead her to the skeleton of Howe, which she had been looking for days.'' ''Phyllis then took a black tablet - the same black tablet given to her by Crow Faux - and threw it right on the chest of Howe. The tablet then started to glow in orange, before a huge swarm of maggots started to flow themselves beneath the tablet, flowing all the way to cover Howe's skeleton. Phyllis merely watched all of this happened, and she never felt it ruined her apetite.''
 * Phyllis: In Sleepy Hollow, only unimportant people die forever.

''The maggots then pulled the severed skull of Howe back on his neck and covered it as well. As soon as they covered the entire body of Howe, they started to disappear.''

''The skeleton itself had "disappeared" as well... or it was transformed into something else. Instead of a skull and bones. Phyllis then saw a man with flesh lying in the coffin. However, his skin was gray, dry and full of wrinkles.''
 * Phyllis: The king requires your service. Will you answer his call...

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Phyllis: ... General Howe? '

''Inside the coffin, General Howe awakened and opened his eyes, which were both inhumanely blue. He raised his body while still sitting at the coffin, looking around in confusion. The tablet placed on his chest had brought him back to life as an undead being.'' Phyllis leaned closer with a dark expression as she began to tempt Howe with her own words. ''Phyllis noticed that Howe seemed interested in her words. She then spoke the rest of her words.'' Howe narrowed his eyes in malice when he immediately realized who the enemy Phyllis referred to.
 * Howe: Where?
 * Phyllis: You've arrived in Sleepy Hollow, my lord. Raise your men, and make the Patriot scum afraid again. Afraid of Britain. Afraid of death...
 * Phyllis: In addition, I shall offer you vengence on a hated enemy who once tried to end your life.

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Howe: Crane. '

Phyllis smiled and nodded in satisfaction.
 * Phyllis: (think) * Finally, someone would be a red herring for me... and for the return of the  Horseman . *

Purgatory
<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile  <p style="text-align:center;"> Purgatory Prison 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Christine Van Bilj's Cell 

''In comatose, Christine Van Bilj started to shiver in horror and pain. A nightmare began to conjoin itself with her brain, which haunted her for days and night. Just as she was moaning, Christine heard a soft male voice whispering beside her.'' ''Hearing the male voice, Christine immediately reacted to this. She started to quiver in extreme melancholy and remorse.'' ''Christine lifted her eyelids as soon as she heard the name Crow Faux... She looked blank and plain at the man with auburn hair in front of her. The man sighed in sadness, just as Christine regained her eyesight.'' Crow muttered out his true name unwillingly, and then Christine's eyes immediately lit up. ''Christine widened her eyes in surprise as soon as she saw Crow, as if she saw someone she held very dearly. Then, her lips lifted up, forming a smile.'' ''Christine looked at Crow in a face of doubt. She was both surprised and doubtful to Crow Faux who had appeared in front of her.'' ''Crow called Christine "Chrissy" which is a nickname only for those very close to Christine - her best friends. However, not even Colin had ever called his sister as "Chrissy", which means Crow is even closer to Christine than Colin, even to a point of romantic relationship.'' ''Christine's smile faded when she saw Crow's face became much more serious. Her face turned more and more pale as Crow leaned closer at her.'' ''Christine narrowed her gaze and quivered again. She then tried to avoide the gaze of Crow. Crow was upset by this and he walked one pace closer.'' ''Christine still tried to avoid Crow's eyes. Enraged, Crow then grabbed the chin of Christine, forcing her to look at him.'' ''Christine then shook her head and sighed. She lowed down her head in shame.'' ''Crow sighed uncomfortably and then he sad beside Christine. The two now acted like couples sitting beside each other.'' ''Crow's eyes then met with Christine's, as the former peered at her seriously. He showed extreme concern over Christine and frowned his eyebrows. His eyes started to glow in red, yellow and blue auras.'' ''Christine started to mumble, before all of a sudden, as if a flash of electric current went through he brain, Christine's eyes rolled and turned blank. Crow then peered Christine closer, being nervous for what was inside her.'' ''Christine started to quiver in pain. Tears started to flow down her cheeks. She whimpered faintly in pain and sorrow.'' ''Sitting beside Christine, Crow silently and calmly listened to Christine confessing herself. Whimpering, Christine discontinued and fell silent again.'' ''As Christine paused, Crow maintained his usually aloof face and encouraged Christine to go on with her confession. Christine nodded and then began to continue.'' With a calm face, Crow then sighed and looked at Christine once again. ''Crow's words suddenly made Christine widened her eyes and looked at Crow in shock. She couldn't believe her ear when Crow spoke out the words.'' Crow's voice lifted up as he got too overexcited in scholding Christine, but Christine simply lifted her index finger and put her finger on his mouth. ''The words of Christine successfully calmed Crow down. Crow then covered his face and shook his head in a face of bitter sadness.'' ''Hearing the words, Christine lifted her smiling face at Crow. Her eyes was full of gratitude.'' ''Crow sighed and then stood up in a calm face. He looked at the watch and frowned.'' As Crow was about to leave, he then turned back to Christine and showed her a card. Christine then took a closer look at the invitation card of Phyllis Peach and began to read. With a serious tone, Christine immdiately narrowed her gaze and looked at Crow in the face. Crow shruggled his shoulder and gave Christine an answer of sarcasm. Hearing Crow's dark sense of humor, Christine smiled and shook her head, as soon as she got the sarcasm inside Crow's words. ''Deciding not to join Phyllis' feast, Crow then smiled and silently walked out. He then disappeared into the darkness, leaving Christine in silence. In fact, all Christine deduced would turned out be correct. All of those guests who participated the dinner would all eventually become future enemies of Team Witness as well as Phyllis' own pawns when time comes...''
 * Hungary.full.713505.jpg???: Psst, Christine?
 * Christine: C-Colin... Are you here?
 * Christine: Colin! Colin! I'm sorry! I didn't know what happened to me--
 * ???: No, Christine, it's me... This is Crow Faux, Christine.
 * Christine: Crow Faux? Who is Crow Faux...
 * Shin.(AMNESIA).full.2269573.jpgCrow: Gabriel Van Tassel?
 * Christine: G-Gabriel? It's you?
 * Christine: You're here? How can it be?
 * Crow: Hush... Don't let Lord Moloch know I'm here, Christine.
 * Crow: No matter how, I'm here, my friend... Chrissy, long time no see.
 * Christine: Why are you here, Gabriel?
 * 68678680_p0_master1200.jpgCrow: I just don't understand, Christine... I heard about the news you come back... In fact, when I heard about your alleged death, I was grief-stricken. However, now you just look at me in the eyes and answer me this question...
 * Crow: What motivated you to kill Colin, your very own brother?
 * Axis.Powers-.Hetalia.full.1087296.jpgCrow: Stop running away from this! Christine, I demand an answer. As a childhood friend of yours, Christine, I know how much you care about your brother and tolerate every mistake he made. However, how could you kill him with cold blood?
 * Christine: Gabriel...
 * Crow: I want to know why, and the answer to this may be the key to save you from your current self.
 * Christine: Then, don't look at me in such a way or speak to me in such a condesending tone. Sit beside me and I'll tell you everything.
 * Crow: I suspect that... something is wrong inside you, right? Not your talents or goals... but your mind.
 * Crow: Christine, tell me what happened. I found you different from the day we met.
 * Christine: I...
 * Hungary.full.1573499.jpgChristine: I... was... I was just...
 * Christine: Something is inside me, Gabriel... It's something malicious... It was born from the despair of mine... formed after I discovered that my father, whom I once respected... used me as a tool.
 * Crow: Go on.
 * Christine: When I was casted into Purgatory, my sense began to return... and now I realized what had I done... Gabriel, you know how much I want to leave here... I cannot be chained in this place. I need to accomplish so much in the honor of Colin. In addition... I want to be with you again.
 * Crow: What if I tell you that Colin was severely weakened and badly injured after Ichabod Crane, Abbie Mills and Sister Mary Eunice?
 * Crow: Our enemy is the Witnesses, Christine, and both of us hate Ichabod Crane. I saw it with my own eyes right beside the Trout Lake. Colin suffered a lot before he went to resurrect you, in order to fulfill his one last wish - continue your destiny. That form of insanity inside you drove you to kill him, out of spite... What an irony. I then deduce that it's NOT Christine Van Bilj I once know! The real Christine Van Bilj would never kill her brother! She is the future ruler of a world of hive! She's a genius! She's an ambitious, mature and thoughtful lady! She's not a fractricidal beast like that so-called form of insanity inside you, or a sad child like you now who kept whimering inside this place!
 * Tumblr_p244kxxmnI1vlj1bto1_1280.pngChristine: I understand what you mean. Ichabod Crane is our enemy, and he should pay for his sins in turning against his country... as well as taking your sister from Abraham Van Brunt. These two things are the reasons we resent him so much, Gabriel, right? In spite of this, I lost my body, and I need to stay in here until the time allow me to return.
 * Crow: I get better now, Christine. You know what I thought when I heard about your death? I thought I'll find a magic stone, similar to the legendary Philosopher's Stone, to bring you back to life. Then, I found it, a majestic magic stone known as the Stone of Wisdom. Oh, how I wished to bring you back from the dead with it, Christine... but that one horrible traitor ruined it. He kept the Stone for himself and later found the Order of Flourish, who kept fighting against Lord Moloch. That's when I returned back to Lord Moloch's army. I'll make the humanity pay for whatever I lost. Now, with you at my side helping me, Christine, we can unleash Hell on Earth and rule humanity together, in retaliation to those we hate. 
 * Christine: Thank you, Gabriel.
 * Crow: No problem, but I have to go now. Lord Moloch would tear me apart as soon as he came back and find I'm here.
 * Crow: By the way, Christine, I would've invite you to this dinner party if you're not trapped in here. Take a look at this.
 * Christine: (read) "Phyllis 'Peach' Parker, the lead prosecutor of Sleepy Hollow Courthouse, delightfully invites you to join my dinner party on Halloween, with a set of seventeen dishes. The transportation..."
 * Christine: Gabriel, I have a feelings that this woman - in spite of I never met her - have some of her personal purpose... hiding inside every dishes she made. Maybe it's poisonous... You shouldn't let your guard down.
 * Crow: No, I'm okay. I won't go there. About her, I'm relented, so relented that I kept distrusting her in a relented face, Christine.
 * Christine: You're still that sacarstic.
 * (- Narrator: ... but that's for another time.)

Sleepy Hollow
<p style="text-align:center;"> 4 hours later  <p style="text-align:center;"> October 29th  <p style="text-align:center;"> 17:00PM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Sleepy Hollow 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Corbin's Archives 

''Standing inside her spot, Sister Mary Eunice raised her hand and closed her eyes, as if there were some really bad problems near her... until suddenly, she smiled and took a paper, reading the .'' ''The light was opened and soon, it was revealed that the room was decorated in a Halloween-esque styled party room, filled with decorations and balloons in black & orange.  Sister Mary Eunice blushed immediately and slammed the note on the table, calming herself down and then, she reverted back to her original calm personality. She then lifted her head and sharpened her gaze.'' ''She was now looking at Tweedledee and Tweedledum, who were trying to steal a large pumpkin pie on a huge plate. Their actions seemed to be frowned upon her.'' ''As Tweedledum unwillingly put the plate back onto the table, Tweedledee chuckled and approached Sister Mary Eunice. Tweedledee was wearing a violet suit that was extremely formal and sophisicated, while Tweedledum wore much more casual.'' Sister Mary Eunice covered her face in distraught, as she looked at all the decorations. ''Sister Mary Eunice has her point on this. In China, the scale of Halloween celebration (just like Christimas) is depends on regions even after the national market was opened. In the Mainland China, while there're certain entertainments dedicated to this day in more modernly developed eastern provinces, no trick-or-treating is largely presented, let along the western regions as well as viliages that are less modernized - they don't even celebrate Halloween at all, not even heard of it. However, in regions like Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan, full celebration and trick-or-treating are often shown unlike the mainland.'' Waring his pair of glasses with blue and yellow stripes, Tweedledum smilingly offered two tickets to Sister Mary Eunice, which had the tagline like this, " Merry Melody Circus, the Best Place for Merriment in Sleepy Hollow ". However, with a sigh, Sister Mary Eunice crossed her arm and narrowed her gaze. Feeling like a large rock slammed on his head from the sky, Tweedledum's smile quickly faded and went silent for a moment, but then, before he regained his sense, Sister Mary Eunice quickly seized the chance and snatched the ticket playfully. As Tweedledum still widened his gaze as if he was dead somehow, Tweedledee passed his brother and smiled at Sister Mary Eunice. ''Sister Mary Eunice then walked passed Tweedledee as she looked closer to the ticket. All of a sudden, she spotted a small line of sentence on the ticket, which said " Sponsered by Sleepy Hollow Museum ".'' ''Just in the moment, the telephone in the room rang and Sister Mary Eunice quickly regained her sense. She quickly picked up the phone while pointing at the twin brothers.'' Sister Mary Eunice nodded with a smile as she started to answer the call... ''... before suddenly, her smile frozen and started to fade. Tweedledee and Tweedledum stopped talking, but looking in her eyes.'' ''Sighed, Sister Mary Eunice clenched her fist and immediately dialed another number. The twins saw her turning more and more distressed.'' Abbie answered her and her voice seemed confident. Sister Mary Eunice raised her head and spoke something which shocked both of the twins, as well as Abbie.
 * 201_Mary_Eunice.jpgSister Mary Eunice: Be prepared. Ichabod and Abbie is about to come back from Washington this night, and now we....
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Open the light!
 * E2a6eaad84864eaa8a77861ce8059047.jpegSister Mary Eunice: Oh, dear me, why am I doing such a silly thing?
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Just tell me, how exactly you found so many decorations?
 * Unknown_3.pngSister Mary Eunice: And that's Abbie's pie.
 * Tweedledee: We bought them. Well, Sister, we worked so hard trying to rescue Shao Jun from that man's pit, so as the investigation is ongoing, why don't we just relax ourselves and smell the flowers? Halloween is much of a nice holiday, huh?
 * Sister Mary Eunice: For we Catholics, the All Hallow's Eve was a day to honor dead people, but now in some parts of modern day world, it becomes a entertainment. Even some of the Chinese people has activities during the event, according to Shao, but I know it's not entirely...
 * 707_party_thumb.jpgTweedledum: The Chinese has their own ghost festival which is much more serious, but let's have fun this night, huh? We brought the decorations from, um, some certain clowns who sold these in a circus ride. That circus is known as Merry Melody which is an intresting and easy name to remember.
 * Tweedledum: Well, those clowns sent us two free tickets for buying their Halloween decorations, and we can one day go to this circus and see their show routine these days. It must be a very exciting show.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Holiday this, circus that... Would you two ever take a break? You two forgot about our real mission?
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Therefore, please don't think about any childish fantasy until we solve the great mystery over General Willaim Howe's own corpse, as well as the murder case, shall we? I'm more concerned over the problems with the dead rather than the living.
 * -美国恐怖故事--第二季-第4-00_22_48--20180814-190653-1-.pngTweeldledee: I understand, Sister. I guess it won't go long. Ichabod told me that Dr. Brennan had already signed the permit to transfer Howe's remains, so it'll arrive in Sleepy Hollow the next day.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: (think) * Museum? What's between a circus and a museum ? Is there any secrets that even I or Crane never figured out in Sleepy Hollow? *
 * Sister Mary Eunice: I'll come for you two later on... Oh, hello?
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Yes, this is Sister Mary Eunice from Sleepy Hollow. How may I help you, good sir...
 * -美国恐怖故事--第二季-第1-00_06_02--20170728-171027-2-.pngSister Mary Eunice: No, no... how can this be? There's been a mistake. We had... Oh, I see. I'll handle this. Don't worry. Goodbye.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Eh, Lt. Mills? This is Sister Mary Eunice. I want to assure something. On you and Crane's trip to Washington, Dr. Brennan arranged to transport General Howe's remains to the Historical Society. 
 * Abbie: (phone) [Yeah, we almost made it for the plane and Agent Booth's charming personality.]
 * Sister Mary Eunice: The thing is...
 * Sister Mary Eunice: ... the courier company claims...

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Sister Mary Eunice: ... the body never arrived. '

<p style="text-align:center;"> 1 hour later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> 22:00PM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Graveyard 

''We have been told "never speak ill of the dead" since we were children. We need to pay respect to the dead people, especially to those martyrs. Unfortunately, some people just don't know what is right and what is wrong. Inside a foggy cemetary, three teenagers - one girl and two boys - were playing sacreligious tricks in this place.'' ''The girl who dressed up as an angel had thrown eggs on the tombstones, with another boy who dressed up as a demon throwing several toilet paper rolls on the trees. Not far away, there were another boy who dressed up as a vampire peed on the tombstone.'' ''Cody is the name of that boy who dressed up as a vampire. The girl ran out of eggs and asked him for it, but Cody had refused.'' ''Fraustrated, the girl sighed before suddenly, she spotted a large stone building not far away. It seemed very old and quiant, like there were centuries.''
 * Girl: Ha!
 * Girl: Cody! We need more eggs!
 * Cody: Get them yourselves!

The girl happily giggled and ran to the building, while the two other boys just stared at her in confusion. Reluctantly, the two boys followed her footsteps and went into the building.
 * Girl: Guys, look! Come on!
 * Girl: Don't make me go all by myself!~
 * Boy: This is awesome!

<p style="text-align:center;"> Unknown to them, this is a mausoleum. 

<p style="text-align:center;"> 1 minute later  <p style="text-align:center;"> Inside the Building 

After opening an iron door and entered the building, the girl laughed and rushed into the tunnels not far away like a spoiled child.

''Behind her, Cody and another boy were discussing something. Looking around, Cody was amazed by the structure's scale.'' ''The two boys laughed as they followed the girl into the hall in front of them. However, nobody noticed that there were something... or someone, from another direction, walked out of another tunnel next to the hall. He was coming towards them, but they weren't aware of it.''​ ''The mysterious person watched as the three teenagers began to scan the hall. Not far away, there were a large stone board that had some words written on it. The girl first noticed such and stopped. She suddenly stopped smiling and only felt unsettling.  The two boys stood at the seperate sides of the girl. The trio all looked at the stone and the words on it.'' ''However, when they turned back, they heard heavy footsteps and immediately discovered that a messy human shadow was approaching towards them. The person was wearing a shattered red trenchcoat and a broken hat, walking towards the trio silently.'' ''The boy who dressed up as a devil was angry at the man and went towards him, but when the man started to approach them from the dark, the teenagers were all shocked and horrified. What they saw was a gray, rotten visage with sheer malice.'' ''The boy immediately stepped back in terror and fled, and the girl followed him. However, the remaining teenager, Cody, was too scared to move. He stepped back while watching the zombie shambling towards him.'' ''Cody stepped back until he leaned on the wall. The zombie soon raised his hand and paused walking for a moment. The boy was confused by this. Afterwards, what happened next...'' ''The gate was broken by a skinny fist, and Cody was grabbed by the hand that came out of the wall, by the neck. He struggled himself to get away from the taloned hand, but he slammed himself on the floor. Then, the door fully shattered and several zombie troops, armed with rifles, walked out of the shattered gate one by one. They surrounded Cody in a minute. The boy could cry in pain and horror as the zombie leader watched...''
 * Girl: HAHAHA! This is so cool!
 * Cody: Damn! When I die, book me a suite here.
 * Boy: You can't afford it, bro.
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_06_24--20180814-195103-4-.pngGirl: Okay, I'm over with this.
 * Girl: Let's go.
 * Boy: Who the Hell are you?
 * Boy: Screw this.
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_06_49--20180814-195811-5-.pngCody: D-don't...
 * "CRACK!!!"

<p style="text-align:center;"> - Cody: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! 

<p style="text-align:center;"> 3 hours later  <p style="text-align:center;"> 5:00AM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Near Sleepy Hollow Sign 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Forest Road 

''Near the forest road, a young girl with white dress and long purple braids started to stare at the scene which was now gathered with police officers, not from Sleepy Hollow, but from a nearby town. She held a small pin in her hand and sharpened her eyes with a smile on her face. She wore a white fillet with black ribbons as its edge.''

''This young girl was Penelope Plum, who was one of the members in the town's circus, Merry Melody. She now sat on a tree and stared at the police from the dark. She was now talking to the pin... or more and more precisely, a walkie-talkie disguised as a pin. She was talking to her younger twin sister, Phoebe.'' Penelope asked in a casual tone, but then she heard a weak complaint from her left side. ''Penelope turned back and saw Phoebe covered in blue butterflies. She widened her gaze and almosted shouted out, but she immediately kept her voice down. Phoebe had an identical appearance like Penelope, but she had rounder eyes and wore a black fillet on her head.'' ''Covering in blue buteerflies, Phoebe's voice was much less calmer and much less matured, due to being the "younger" one of twins. She stared at her sister shyly.'' ''Penelope glared at her sister and seemed very, very displeased. However, she then released a cryptic smile to her sister.'' ''Penelope sighed and looked back on the street, now no longer smiling. Phoebe bluntly got rid of the swarm of butterflies around her as much as possible.'' ''Just then, Penelope's eyes widened in shock and she interrupted her own words. She discovered that there were two people coming towards the scene. It was Ichabod Crane and Abbie Mills.'' Penelope and Phoebe stared carefully as they watched Ichabod and Abbie checking the cargo.
 * Penelope: Phobe, this is Penelope. It looks like that the police officers are now at the scene of that missing truck driver... It seemed that the driver had gone missing, as well as the cargo on the truck.
 * Penelope: Where're you by the way?
 * Phoebe: I'm right beside you, sister...
 * Penelope: What the... Hey, when did you come here, by the way? I thought you weren't at my side, Phoebe. By the way, you seemed a bit of scared.
 * Phoebe: Well, you're right. I'm just scared, you know, about the day of Halloween, about the killer on the loose... I heard that the missing driver was a minor doctor from Jeffersonian Institute, and the incident centered around a... a missing skeleton... I guess I need to prepare my own armor for myself.
 * Penelope: I don't think this is committed by La Gloton even if the MO seemed matched, as I discovered that the victim had no relations to those other victims, but... that's just my own... own theory... Anyway, we need to struggle against the poverty and the problems with our circus. I hate to admit this, but there's not really any chance or time for us to find someone helping us...
 * Penelope: ... for we're merely "freaks". That's all.
 * Phoebe: But, sister... Uh, what should we tell the Ringmistress about the recent case?
 * Penelope: Tell her that La Gloton strikes back, possibly, even if I really hope this isn't the case. At least, she believes in us...
 * Penelope: Phoebe, look. Isn't that Lt. Mills?
 * Phoebe: Yeah, and that's... that's Ichabod Crane?

<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Behind the truck 

''Armed with torches, Ichabod and Abbie checked the back of the truck, checking its empty cargo. All they found was an empty coffin, while the skeleton of Howe had vanished.'' ''Confused, Ichabod stared at the empty coffin and began to wonder, as Abbie turned back and scanned the road. She immediately found skid marks on the ground.'' ''Worried, Ichabod narrowed his gaze and thought about the recent events, from Michael to Christine, Nevins, the Whispering Wraith, a blade that would corrupt humans, and the Hessian remnants here in town... All of them were connected to the demon lord known as Moloch, who led the Horsemen and guarded Katrina inside Purgatory.'' ''Abbie continued to scan the road and saw the tracks coming into the wood. She walked into the side of the forest, following the trails which led her into the woods deeper. Abbie took a deep breath - It was not her first encounter of something out of the woods, after all.'' ''Abbie immediately went towards her van and opened its trunk. She found a case inside, which contained a pistol in a 18th century style. Opening the box, Abbie took the pistol and closed the trunk.'' ''Smiling casually, Abbie went away from her van and walked towards Ichabod, passing the pistol to him. Then, Ichabod and Abbie went into the woods, never noticing there were two young girls sitting on the tree, overseeing both of them. Penelope face gone pale when her gaze had sharpened.'' ''Penelope turned her head to Phoebe, but discovering Phone had fell asleep. Penelope sighed helplessly. The police had gone away and there were only those girls at the scene.'' ''Before Penelope could finish, Phoebe suddenly awoke and cheered on when she heard about "candies". She waved her arms and yelled happily.'' ''Penelope was shocked, but suddenly, as Phoebe shook her leg, the branch snapped and broken. Penelope and Phoebe stayed on the midair, like something that happened in cartoon, looking at the snapped branch. Then, Penelope glared at Phoebe once again.'' The sisters then screamed as they fell on the ground, but fortunately, they didn't get hurt.
 * Abbie: There's no sign of the driver...
 * Ichabod: ... or Howe. Why stole a 200-year-old skeleton?
 * 9-2-demon-transparent.pngAbbie: There's a lot of skid marks, like the driver was trying to avoid something... or someone. Judging from the broken tyre, it might caused a traffic accident.
 * Ichabod: If this is what Moloch ordered, why would he want Howe's remains?
 * Abbie: The tracks are headed that way.
 * Abbie: All right... Feel like hunting?
 * 66322767_p0_master1200.jpgPenelope: That's Ichabod Crane that Sister Selina talked about... He must be investigating on the case of Howe. Do you think he would ever meddle the investigation on recent mutilation cases, sister?
 * Penelope: Fine, I won't tell the Ringmistress about Ichabod Crane. She's actually skeptical on him. Let's find some place to buy candies, shall we?
 * Phoebe: Yeah! Why didn't you say so?
 * Penelope: You're the Devil.

October 30th
<p style="text-align:center;"> 10 minutes later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Outside 

''The thunder rolled in the night sky as a fit of hazy mist had gathered inside the graveyard. Abbie followed Ichabod from beind and scanned this graveyard with her torch. The graveyard was not the same one in the town when the Headless Horseman struck the town.''

Armed with his pistol, Ichabod looked around the cemetery which brough him some past memory once again. Abbie then raised her torch and pointed it at the eggs and toilet paper, left by those teenage pranksters. ''Ichabod and Abbie were both irritated by such dececration, but they didn't hestitate. The trail led them into the building right before them - the mausoleum itself.''
 * Ichabod: I know this place.
 * Ichabod: The British employed it as a staging ground during the invasion of Manhattan under Christine's arrangement. Afterwards, we built that mausoleum to house their dead soldiers.
 * Abbie: Looks like someone came to pay their "respects".
 * Ichabod: Here it is.

<p style="text-align:center;"> 2 minutes later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Inside the Maosoleum 

''Deep inside the maosoleum, there were a long and dark tunnel. The only light were from the upcoming twilight of dawn, and that pale blue illumination only caused more disturbing effects. The dawn is coming, but the night is always the darkest before dawn.'' ''Abbie saw Ichabod getting more and more nervous in the tunnel. Ichabod frowned his eyebrows as he began to feel the worst.'' ''Abbie discovered Ichabod's strange behavior and frowned. She then tried to make Ichabod relax even a little bit.'' Ichabod immediately calmed himself and snapped out of his tense feelings, before remembering all of those embarassed moments when Dr. Brennan adviced him to be Abbie's sexual partner. Ichabod looked at Abbie and then, he fell into silence until his face turned sadder. ''Ichabod closed his eyes and thought about all of his moments with his beloved wife before he went asleep like death, for another two centuries... and awakened in a whole another world he no longer recognized, while she was still trapped inside a realm between life and death with no chance to escape. Now, Ichabod hated himself for taking so long time fighting against demonic forces and retrieved his love from Moloch's grasp.'' ''Abbie patiently heard Ichabod describing all the reasons he should never forget about his wife, no matter where she is... and began to thought about her parents in her mind.'' Ichabod nodded in agreement as the two marched into the hall.
 * Abbie: So, Crane...
 * Ichabod: (think) * What is this feeling? Why did I feel...  his  presence? *
 * Abbie: So, how was Dr. Brennan thought about our partnership?
 * Ichabod: She thought we were couples, but clearly we're not, Lieutenant. I tried to assure her that we're not romantically entangled, but she insisted us to do so.
 * 70086766_p0_master1200.jpgAbbie: Mmm-hmm, I know you're not allowing yourself to get entangled, so I guess Dr. Brennan is somewhat eccentric and meddling. Not all of us are like her and Agent Booth.
 * Ichabod: You refer to Katrina?
 * Abbie: Yes, no matter what you became in the end, you cared about her. I mean, you two...
 * Ichabod: Seven years... We were husband and wife for seven years. She taught me strength, resilience... and how to properly iron my vests.
 * Abbie: Ghosts of the past have power over us. Even if we truly want to move on, it's not that easy.
 * Ichabod: Yes, well... at least one chapter in my life - the chaper about Christine - is now closed.

<p style="text-align:center;"> 1 minute later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Mausoleum 

<p style="text-align:center;"> The Hall 

''Walking into the wide hall of Mausoleum, Ichabod and Abbie scanned the old building. The hall was large and wide, having two floors. Above the duo, there was a bridge. However, Ichabod soon discovered something went horribly wrong.'' ''There was a large hole on the wall nearby, and behind the door it was hollowed. It was like someone who arrived and broke the stone gate, before robbing the grave and escaped. Abbie and Ichabod quickly rushed towards the broken stone gate. Abbie raised her pistol as she felt some unsettling presence, and Ichabod lifted his torch to take a look into the hole.'' ''They discovered that the tomb was already empty. There were no corpses inside it. Just as Ichabod and Abbie stared at the empty room in bewilderment, they heard unnerving dripping sound. They soon turned around and saw several drips of blood on the ground not far away, right below the bridge that was below them.'' ''Suddenly, a deep and distorted voice came from above and startled Ichabod and Abbie. The duo lifted their face and looked towards the bridge, seeing a tall human figure throwing a body down from the bridge. The figure had long dark hair and bright yellow eyes, but Abbie can't see the person's face clearly, cannot regonized if the person was a man or a woman. Even so, she began to feel unnerved when she heard the enigmatic person speaking with a sadistic grin.'' Feeling somewhat strange about the voice, Abbie tried to shoot the mysterious figure, before the latter suddenly disappeared as soon as something with the shape of a human fell on the floor, slamming it with a loud bang. ''Ichabod and Abbie looked at the falling thing closer, finding that it was a corpse, the corpse of that teenage boy who participated the prank not long ago, before Howe's undead soldiers came out and killed him. Ichabod felt more and more unnerved, when suddenly, they heard footsteps and saw several figures apporaching them.'' ''Shocked, Ichabod turned back in horror facing a group of soldiers approaching him, armed and dangerous. Raising her pistol, Abbie stared at the soldiers with her eyes widened. The man who led the group was none other than... General Howe.'' The mutilated and rotten face of Howe turned much clearer, as soon as Ichabod recogized the man right in front of him, the man he once failed to kill for good. ''Ichabod trembled. His worst nightmare immediately resurfaced...''
 * Ichabod: What on Earth?
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_09_23--20180813-215019-3-.pngIchabod: ......................................
 * Ichabod & Abbie: ?!
 * ???: Looking for this?
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_09_36--20180813-220042-4-.png???: Here you go.
 * Abbie: Who's there?
 * Abbie: What the...
 * Ichabod: My God...
 * Howe: ICHABOD CRANE!!!
 * Ichabod: General Howe!

Ichabod's Flashback


- Howe: GIVE U̷S҉ ͘TH́E ̨NAM͜E̡S͢!͠!!̴

Nowadays
''Shouting in anger, Howe raised his hand and pointed his sword at Ichabod and Abbie. In defense, Ichabod quickly raised his flintlock pistol while Abbie then raised her pistol as well, both aiming at Howe's army and shooting at tem.'' ''The duo kept firing, but Howe's troops never even flinched. One bullet hit Howe's palm and blew a hole on it, blowing several shattered bones on the ground, but much to Abbie and Ichabod's surprise, Howe merely stopped and looked at his hand, as if there was nothing at all.'' ''Howe merely took a look at his hand, and the hole slowly shrunk - or more precisely, Howe started to regenerate himself. Only in less than ten seconds, that hand completely recovered.'' ''Adding a sarcastic comment, Abbie fired another yet useless shot to Howe to spite him, before she turned back and fled. Ichabod resumed to follow her. Howe immediately shouted to his undead soldiers as they ran after the duo.'' Ichabod and Abbie ran quickly into the tunnels, trying to escape, as Howe and his soldiers followed them from behind. ''Running faster and faster, harder and harder, Ichabod and Abbie immediately outran from those zombies from behind by changing another direction. The troops of Howe failed to discover where Ichabod and Abbie went, so they started to search the first floor and ran towards the gate. Ichabod and Abbie, in the meantime, had discovered a staircase and ran towards the second floor.'' ''Howe's soldiers passed by the staircase door, but none of them actually noticed the staircase. Ichabod and Abbie had already rushed towards the second floor, assuming them to be safe for now.''
 * Howe: Take them!
 * "BANG! BANG! BANG!"
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_10_04--20180815-101656-0-.png: ...........................
 * Abbie: Isn't that great?
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_10_13--20180815-102018-1-.png: Get them!
 * Howe: AFTER THEM, YOU DOGS!!!
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_10_26--20180815-102524-2-.png: This way!

''The redcoat zombies ran all the way out of the building and were about to search the graveyard. However, Howe immediately raised his hand. When the general made his gesture, the troops stopped and turned back, facing their leader.'' ''Howe didn't say a word. He merely looked at his left side, seeing the sunlight of dawn which started to rise from the east. Howe then turned his head back and all of a sudden, he crouched and went straight into the ground like a mole.''

''Then, in just three seconds, the redcoat troops went down into the ground one by one as well. They soon disappeared without a trace.'' From the second floor, Ichabod and Abbie watched this scene as they started to get more and more unnerved.

<p style="text-align:center;"> 1 minute later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Inside the Mausoleum 

<p style="text-align:center;"> The Hall 

While Howe stopped chasing Ichabod and Abbie, an ominous figure started to enter the hall, walking towards the dead body of Cody, the boy who was murdered by Howe not long ago.

''The woman wore a large black hat and heavy make-up on her face. It was Phyllis Peach in her demonic form. She stared at the young boy and let out an evil grin full of ambition. A large piece of black cloth was holding in her hand''

Phyllis then crouched in front of the corpse before covering herself and the dead boy with that piece of black cloth, like some sort of magic trick...
 * Phyllis: Pay your respect to the dead next time, young one.



The woman soon disappeared alongside the corpse, without the trace, leaving only the black cloth behind.

Act 3 - The Ringmistress
<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Order of Flourish Base  <p style="text-align:center;"> Selina's Office 

''Sitting inside her office, Selina silently watched TV as she heard about the recent news report. Then, she saw Walter Watermelon standing in front of the press conference and making his announcement.'' Selina took a sip of coffee in order to relax herself... ... but she sprayed the coffee on the table as soon as Walter proclaimed that he won't resign. ''Selina trembled in horror as she quickly slammed the coffee table on the floor. She soon took a mop and cleaned the mess on the floor.'' After cleaning the room, Selina stood up back to her full height and closed the television, annoyed, just in time when the door opened and a white-haired young man walked into the gate. The young man is Leonard Lemon, a younger officer in the Order of Flourish and the one who accompanied Pedro Pineapple to the opera house, where he met Phyllis Peach there. Leonard walked into the room with a report holding on his hand. ''Hearing Leonard's news, Selina was very fraustrated. She clenched her fist and punched the table fiercely.'' ''Leonard then looked around, very cautiously, finding no one beside them. He then walked towards Selina and whispered to her carefully.'' ''Lifting her eyebrows, Selina became wary about what she heard from Leonardo, about the Freemasonry. She narrowed her gaze in fraustration as she had a killer to capture, but now such a meeting only made things worse.'' Leonard shook his head and sighed in confusion. ''Selina bit her lips when Leonard told her the news, as she realized what might happened. She shook her fists in anger.'' Leonard then chuckled with some wickedness like some bodgeyman pranking children. "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" ''The quick refusal made Leonard quite surprised, but what surprised him even more is what Selina did next. He saw Selina went to her office table. There was a large case on her table. She opened the case and raised a red syringe from it. Leonard widened his eyes in shock and stepped back in horror.'' ''With rage, Selina nodded her head and glared at Leonard seriously. She then paced towards Leonard, grabbing his neck with one hand and lifting him above her head.'' ''Leonard tried to breath, but Selina's grasp was so hard that he could hardly speak at all. All he could do is to nod like mad. Selina then made him safely land on the ground and released him.'' ''Leonard breathed hard and raised his hand, making a gesture that meant "OK". Selina then petted his back to help him breathing once more. Now, Leonardo was revealed to be a spy who was affiliated to Selina.'' ''Leonard returned back to his sense, and he stood up before patting the dust away from his suit. He then made a salut to Selina with confidence, revealing his feeble and soft personality was just a mere facade. In truth, he's a much more confident person who will support the Order of Flourish in order to assure the peace, with all his might.''
 * 66726480_p1_master1200.jpgNews: [Recently, with the rumors of La Gloton killing is spreading, the assistance of Mayor, Selina Saradon, posts a report on the news to assure that the killing is in dispute. The police will soon find the hotel killer as soon as possible, as they believed it to be connected to the recent murders...]
 * Walter: [As the director of Tarrytown Hospital, I'm deeply ashamed by the recent malfunctions in our system. I was so wrong about deducing Mr. Nelson Meyers as La Gloton, but no doubt this man is a dangerous killer who murdered at least three people. I'll take the responsiblity to help the police to find the killer as soon as possible...]
 * Walter: [... but I won't ever resign until my period of duty has expired.]
 * 04tumblr_olnkxoRyRJ1w68aado5_r1_1280.jpga: What the--!!
 * Walter: [The murder spree of La Gloton hasn't appear in just eight weeks. It's just a myth used by some sort of copycat to raise panic. However, I'm not impressed. From this day on, I'll atone my mistake and support police as soon as possible, before the "curse" ever happen to swallow all of us. Even though the whole USA and this whole world never believes me, I'm assured that the every single denizens of this town of Sleepy Hollow is always on my side... because that's what I felt at heart.]
 * ???: Excuse me, Selina...
 * Selina: What is it, Lemon?
 * Leonard: There're three news. First, for some reasons, the early speech of Walter Watermelon had earned following in this town. Some citizens of this town started to blame police for the false conviction, while Walter earns support from many townspeople.
 * D50735fae6cd7b893d0030b10d2442a7d9330e97.jpgSelina: Dammit... What the hell happened to this town? It's apparent that our plans should get into the motion, so that we can rebuild the shattered power of us and make this town peaceful once again... but I hate to admit that it still needs more steps of preperations, let along the fact that... the Horseman of Death is still at large.
 * Leonard: Ah, speak of the Horseman...
 * Leonard: Here's the second news. Those old folks from Sleepy Hollow Freemansonry has called you for a meeting on November 1st, and  there's no way to decline .
 * 69747903_p0_master1200.jpgSelina: Freemasons? Why're they trying to call me? I thought they won't allow a woman to join their meetings.
 * Leonard: No idea, but they says it's urgent, and only you can give them suggestions. I think it's probably about that Ichabod Crane... They know what kind of spell his wife put on him, and they're trying to do it with their own hands. They also forbade you to tell it about Ichabod or Abbie, or there'll be some consequences.
 * Selina: I'll attend it on November 1st, and it means I must get the killer in 2 days before it became too late. Without my help, those dumb and cynical cops don't even know about anything about La Gloton. As for Crane, well, the Order still needs Crane. Considering that I've currently recovered, I must discuss this with them as soon as possible. What about the third news?
 * Leonardo: Well, the next one is much less serious and much less fraustrating. I'm also here to ask you if you can join Phyllis Peach's dinner banquet.
 * Selina: I decline. Sorry, but I'm not interested in such banquet, not to mention in a time like this. I'll find the killer as the first priority, no matter it's La Gloton, a copycat, or both.
 * Leonard: Supreme Croatoan Virus! No, but it looks different...
 * Selina: Yes, this is a special type... an enhanced version. I earned it from someone else, and I guess there'll be more to produce in the future, but not for now. However, this one is my own trump card and, for now, I need to keep it for myself. As the prototype of the enhanced virus, shall be my own possession until the day it can be used. I'm still not sure what would happen, so we have to be cautious so that none of those ordinary citizens will get harmed.
 * Selina: By the way, if you meet those Freemasonry folks again, don't you ever tell this to them. This virus is a secret weapon and can only get used in last resort, understand?
 * Selina: Sorry for the violence, but I won't let you get harmed. Now, I won't stop you to join Peach's banquet, but  if you ever find any useful informations from Pedro and Orlando, especially evidences... do tell me.  Also, please tell Mad Moiselle to keep an eye more on the Witnesses and help you in your mission. We do need them, but we still need to assure that we can trust them.
 * Selina: Good. Now, Leonardo, we need to cleanse the Order from its filth and capture La Gloton as soon as possible. Therefore, we need the support of Ichabod Crane... We need to enforce the Order of Flourish and the peace in Sleepy Hollow, bringing back whoever we loved...
 * Leonard: As you wish, ma'am...



''- Leonard: ... for we're the Star Spangled Society.''

<p style="text-align:center;"> 10 minutes later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Sleepy Hollow Historical Society 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Sleepy Hollow Art Museum 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Underground Chamber 

<p style="text-align:center;"> (The Ringmistress' Lair) 

''After overseeing the Witnesses from the other side, the Plum Twins carefully came back from the old roadway. They teleported themselves back into an underground basement beneath Sleepy Hollow Art Museum, owned by the town's Historical Society. No one was allowed to enter the basement except those under the permission of the Ringmistress, the person who owned the circus of Merry Melody.''
 * Fate.Grand.Order.full.2284262.jpgPlum Twins: It's now possible that La Gloton strikes again, Our Ringmistress. The police didn't notice us. They won't suspect two children who just passed by... but many of the citizens were not feel like paying attentions on this.

''The Plum Twins are members of the circus, so they're allowed to enter as long as they weren't discovered. Due to their petite size, they're perfect to hide themselves.'' ''The Ringmistress didn't answer and the room was kept in silence. Penelope looked at Phoebe in some confusion, while Phoebe was nervous.'' ''Phoebe held the hand of Penelope tightly, and she was shivering. However, Penelope smiled and began to tender her sister. Regardless of their expressional difference, they looked like a mirror to each other.'' ''Just then, a dark and deep voice came from the other side of the corridor. A chormatic whirlpool began to float on the sky.'' ''Then, the whirlpool turned herself into a large portal and a young lady walked out of the portal. She is very petite, barely over five feet tall, and her face seemed to be beautiful if you look from far away. However, if you look closer, you can find it to be a plastic mask to hide the girl's true face. The young lady is wearing pink dress and a pink hat. She has pinkish curly hair, a pair of pink eyes and a long neck. She seemed displeased. The twins gulped and felt unnerved. They were facing the Ringmistress - real name Helene Hawthorn - herself.''
 * Twins: Our Ringmistress?
 * Phoebe: The Ringmistress isn't here?
 * Okumura.Haru.full.2303052.jpgPenelope: I assume the Ringmistress is tired, sis. We can talk about it later...
 * ???: I'm here, Twins. What is it?

(- Narrator: At the time, Helene is yet to become a Supreme Croatoan, but she already becomes an artistic magician.) ''Pheobe answered in a weak voice, but she cannot continue. However, Penelope immediately continued the words and spoke in a calmer voice.'' ''By comparation, Penelope is much more matured and calm than her twin sister. She was born just seconds before Phoebe, and therefore she was the eldest of the twins.'' ''Penelope and Phoebe both nodded. Hearing Penelope's words, Helene frowned her eyebrows and immediately sat on an armchair in sheer fraustration.'' ''All of a sudden, Helene had widened her eyes and started to shiver in horror. She turned back and lowed down her head in a painful expression. Some bad memories started to resurface inside her mind. The Twins stepped back. They were unnerved that Helene started to get upset.'' ''All of a sudden, Helene's eyes turned red and she transformed into another form. She now wore a hat on her head and a musterkeer suit. A black mask appeared on her face.'' ''Phoebe and Penelope were both shocked as soon as they saw Helene transformed into a much more serious and much darker outfit all of a sudden. It was apparent that Helene was in a bad mood.'' ''Penelope and Phoebe looked at each other. Phoebe fully fell scared and could only whimpered at Helene as well as her wrath. Penelope, however, acted a lot more composed and calm. She walked towards the Ringmistress and asked her.'' Helene clenched her fists and started to shiver. "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" ''Shocked, the Twins suddenly fell down onto the floor as soon as they heard about an intruder in their own basement. They seemed even more shocked when they heard about La Gloton's possible return. Even Penelope cannot act calm as soon as she heard this news, unlike her composed reaction to La Gloton's possible return.'' ''The Ringmistress then walked towards the table and poured herself a cup of tea. The Persian, literally someone with Persian bloodline, is the second in command of Merry Melody. He is also the manager of the Sleepy Hollow Art Museum, known to the public as his name, Harold Harrison. However, the Persian is also a member in the Order of Flourish, known as Harold Honeydew.'' ''Drinking her cup of tea, a dark smile appeared on Helene's face. Her eyes seemed vacant and cold. It struck a creep feelings into the heart of the Twins. In spite of this, the Twins eventually regained their composure as soon as they heard this.'' It all started a day ago, after the circus performance...
 * Phoebe: Another murder that matched the MO of La Gloton appeared, and it's the second one in two days...
 * Penelope: ... This time, the victim is from the Jeffersonian Institute and the murderer seemed to aim the bones of General William Howe. The bones are now missing.
 * Helene: Howe's bones?
 * Helene: I don't understand... If the killer is La Gloton, why would they find a skeleton...
 * Noir.(Persona.5).full.2292519.pngHelene: I was just messed up by so many things these days... La Gloton, Halloween, Howe's bones... 
 * Phoebe: R-Ringmistress?
 * Penelope: What happened?
 * Euryale.(Fate.hollow.ataraxia).full.2230507.jpgHelene: I just hate this tomb underneath the museum. If I can get out, I'll hunt the killer down and killed him or her anyway! During that horrid debarcle years ago, so many bad things started to happen, and no one actually care about a serial killer unless they became that killer's victim... like my mother. You know how much I resent La Gloton, my dear twins, Penelope and Phoebe. However, I'm currently fraustrated by another bad news which would compromise us as well. Your report helps me nothing at all.
 * Penelope: Another bad news?
 * Helene: I'm not sure whether this La Gloton is a copycat or now. Police recently caught some copycats who just took the killer's name to draw attentions or even pulling pranks, but this one seemed gone too far... However, before we discuss this, I'll tell you that our basement had an intruder.
 * X00_00_01--2F0180307-09E553M4-0Z.pngTwins: WHAT!?
 * Phoebe: What? How's it possible!?
 * Penelope: It can't be. I thought... I thought the Persian had done much of the security work as the manager of this museum, but how can we...
 * Helene: Fortunately, we have take this man down as soon as possible to avoid another time bomb to go off.
 * Twins: Phew......

Helene's Flashback
<p style="text-align:center;"> Scene from Melting Wax of a Face

<p style="text-align:center;"> October 2013 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Sleepy Hollow Art Museum 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Underground 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Stairways to the Basement 

''The Art Museum has its new manager, its prideful, incompetent and greedy new manager... and even worse, on his side, there comes his narcissistic wife that is in some sort of messiah complex. She wanted the Art Museum, and she wanted it new.''

''The lavish and flamboyant taste is the middle name of Mrs. Dora Dorian's style. She gives zero care to those people who have real talents but are from rural eras. Every towns has its elitists, and Dora is among those in Sleepy Hollow.''

''"Nah, Bouquet, are you all right?" Dora scornfully glared at the footman in front of her. "Tell me that you agree to make me revise the basement. So many rats and balloons inside this place, I wonder who lives under it. Clowns? Rat catchers? Some rat-catching clowns? Bleh, I don't like it! I want it lavish! I want it less composed and more flamboyant, as much as possible."''

''The footman of hers had a name, Javier Bouquet. However, in front of his mistress, he's so petty and insignificant and pitiful that he can't even had his last name been mentioned by his mistress.''

''"Madam, all due respect," quivered Javier, out of pure fear. "I heard the underground basement is the only place in the whole museum... that is a place where Mr. Harrison forbids us to go. Rumors also says that there's a monster beneath..."''

''Dora clapped her paper fan on her hand, scorned, "Forbidden? Ha, that's the old rules! That Harold Harrison is no longer this museum's manager!" She knocked Javier's head with a fan, "My husband is the new manager, which makes me Mrs. Manager!"''

"But..."

"No but. No excuses. Think about it. If you help me in revising this basement, then you'll stay beside me and my husband, with all of those fancy days you can take care of. Who believes that strange tale, which a monstrous recluse lives under the basement?"

''All of a sudden, just as Dora finished, an eerie cry come from the basement's deeper corner. Javier was freaked out and he immediately leaped back one step. It was like a cat being injured and cried with all of its force. It was like souls weeping inside the deepest pits of Hell.''

''In illusions, Javier saw several balloons of all colors floating towards him, but then those balloons began to multiply until it turned into thousands of balloons of all colors and patterns, including but not limited to red, blue, orange, yellow... and predominately, pink. There are more plain pink balloons than any other balloons. However, after a blink, he found that all of those balloons are gone.''

"I don't like this place... I guess we should leave it alone."

''However, Dora immediately kicked his hips. Letting out a cry, Javier rolled all the way into the basement from the stairs. Ruthlessly, Dora yelled at Javier with no empathy, "If you don't report the situation in the basement and come up a solution to revise its design, in no more than 2 hours... You'll stay in here and rot in here!"''

''Dora then slammed the door and left. Poor Javier fell himself from the staircase and slammed his face on the ground. He then tried hard to stood up, even if his body was so painful that it never actually wanted to do what he asked.''

"What is this place?"

''Javier looked around after struggling to get himself up, holding the torch in his hand and opened it. All of a sudden, the candles beside him began to lit up, illuminating the whole chamber. Javier looked around with a terrified expression. He was shocked to find that the room was full of carnival masks and clown masks. There were also helium balloons not far away.''

''This time, it was no longer some kind of illusions. It is the real balloons, in many colors including blue, purple and pink.'' ''Javier got more and more scared and intense. She then heard some music box playing in a swift yet eerie tune.'' ''Javier went more and more tensed and strange. The basement might have many strange stuff, but how could someone ever owe a circus underneath the Art Museum? Is there someone else living here?'' ''Javier saw several wax statues of clowns beside the balloons as he walked and surveyed deeper into the corners of this basement. He was trembling in fear, but the more fear he got, the more curious he got. He wanted to know the secrets, in spite of his fear. Those statues were grotesque, in the style that combined Dali and Picasso, while having its own eerie style.'' ''Javier's greatest fear was the clowns, and now he was horrified that he was surrounded by several was statues of clowns. Just as he was about to leave, Javier turned back and find out those life-sized statues were gone. Instead, there were real clowns with make ups and masks.'' ''The clowns walked closer to Javier in an intimidating face, and Javier stepped back on the staircase with two trembled legs. Then, more peopled joined in approaching him, like people with dyed hairs, people with deformity, and people with all kinds of physical abnormalities, similar to a surreal freak show in front of him.'' ''Javier was so terrified that he almost lost his balance. Then, he turned back and tried to leave, but his way was blocked by several balloons, several blue and pink balloons.''
 * (There is a circus down here?)
 * (Wax statues)
 * You_can_fly_like_the_balloon_by_buguanle-d3dqmcm.jpg(Wait... what's the...)
 * (OH! THE TERROR!)
 * (WHO ARE THEY? WHO ARE THEY? WHY ARE THEY HERE!?)

There was a young girl behind the balloons. ''Javier then pushed the balloons aside and walked straight to the girl. He found out that the girl's hair color can swift itself from brown to white and then to rosy pink, but he didn't care.'' ''Then, he immediately noticed that the girl was wearing a mask, with her visage was decorated in white wax roses. Javier then tried not to be a coward, so he tore the mask from the face of the girl...''
 * (This must be this prank's ringleader!)

"Take it down, you little..."

''Javier didn't even finish his words, and he cannot finish it. He torn down the girl's mask, and then he saw a face that was so grotesque that he couldn't really tell.''

''It was a quasi-liquefied face bubbling like some kind of melting auburn wax, dripping thick liquid on the ground.. The face of the girl was bubbling and was expressing putrid smells, as if it was boiling. The shape was also unstable, but that was what makes it terrifying. The girl had no nose, and her mouth was fully covered in wax. In spite of this, it then wide opened, showing a crescent-like mouth and a pile of taloned teeth.''

''Javier was terrified... No, he was more than terrified. All of his sanity suddenly broke into pieces as he cannot describe the deformity in front of him other than Melting Wax of a Face, but even that was not enough to describe the girl's deformity. Comparing to this visage, all of his imagination of the monsters in basement seemed like child's play and sweet dreams.''

''Then, he could felt nothing but a strain on his neck. The girl wrapped his neck with a lasso... a noose... to strangle it.'' ''Javier felt his breath faded away as the rope got tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter, and then, he felt nothing but a overwhelming shadow of blackness surrounding him. The mask on his hand fell on the ground, and one second later, it was his turn, lying dead.''
 * (WHAT THE HELL)

''Helene Hawthorn looked at the strangled man in front of her and firmly crouched in front of him. She picked up the mask and put it back on her rotten and deformed face, her face like molten wax.''

"Like always, Sleepy Hollow can be someone's home... It can also be someone's tomb. For me, this is art's room. Someone so lousy will meet his doom."

She then left the staircase, with all of those balloons following her behind, and the clowns went on behind the balloons and following her into the deeper and deeper darkness.

<p style="text-align:center;">'' "Not to mention... that he saw MY FACE!!!" ''

Nowadays
''Penelope then held her chin with her hand and narrowed her gaze. She looked very thoughtful. Beside her, Phoebe tried to calm herself down.'' ''Hearing Penelope mentioned about the Light Lord's most treasured artifact, Helene's look began to soften, and she started to observe a pink ruby on her collar. She started to calm herself down. It is now very obvious that the said artifact is this stone.'' ''Helene then grabbed the stone tightly and closed her eyes. Tears streamed down her cheeks as her body started to tremble.'' ''Helene then wiped her tears. She stood up and put her hand into her pocket.'' ''Helene then revealed a letter from her pocket and gave it to Penelope. She knew that some members in the Merry Melody can walk in the public as long as they don't give out their identity.'' ''Penelope took the letter and placed her inside her pocket. The letter was sealed by pink wax. A sygil of a sun was carved on it.'' ''Helene regards Selina as her sister, so much as many other younger members in the Order, showing their close bond with her. After an argument with Phyllis, Selina fell sick and feverish. Later, she got much better, but she was still angry at Phyllis and refused to join her dinner party as a result.'' Helene then started at the two with confusion, as the twins began to whimper. ''Helene then sighed and covered her head in anger. She wasn't lashing out at the twins, though. Her facial expression soon transformed into a much more hurting face, as if some sad things happened right in front of her own eyes.''
 * Penelope: That's a good news. If our basement was compromised, considering so many danger - with the priority as La Gloton - then the Order of Flourish's safety will be no more... We're guarding the Light Lord's most treasured artifact, after all.
 * Helene: I don't understand why I cannot make the soul inside this stone talk... I want to know who exactly claimed her life...
 * Helene: I don't want the answer to be La Gloton... I want to know the true name of the killer, so that I'll yell that name out once I strike that beast down with my blade!
 * Helene: By the way, as for the trespassing, you must warn the Persian about the intruder. No one would enter this dark basement unless I approve it.
 * Helene: That man had broke my chains of command inside this museum, and I don't know if this is a sign to those turn of events... The order should be maintained in this museum, as well as this town. Otherwise, we'll all die in the demonic invasions once it happened.
 * Helene: By the way, tell others to keep an eye on Ichabod Crane and Abbie Mills, please. I'm having problems trusting those two, but as long as they still fight Moloch's forces while staying in our good side, they're safe for us. However, if they have anything which might compromise our goods, tell me. Since our sister, Selina Strawberry, was recovered from her recent feverish illness, I guess she'll take care of them.
 * Phoebe: Consider it done, Ringmistress. By the way, we still want to ask you something. Take no offense...
 * Phoebe: Um... How do you view La Gloton, Ringmistress?
 * Helene: La Gloton... I see La Gloton... as one of those pitiful things... sometimes born in hospitals. They feed it, keep it warm, but they don't put in on the machines... They let it die... but it doesn't die.

<p style="text-align:center;"> '- Helene: It looks normal... and nobody can tell what it is.'

October 30th
<p style="text-align:center;"> October 30th 

<p style="text-align:center;"> 9:00 AM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> 1 day to the Dinner Party 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Sleepy Hollow Historical Society 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Hall of the Art Museum 

''The Sleepy Hollow has its own art museum owned by Sleepy Hollow Historical Society, which stood for nearly a century before this year. There were some myths about a ghost or pixie hiding inside the place and would play tricks on those who disrespect the value of arts. People calls it "Mirage of Art".''

''No one know who he or she is... except one person, Harold Harrison, the museum's manager. With him being a multiratical man between French and Persian, while he born in Iran and immigrated to the United States, Harold is often called as Persian by many townspeople.''

''However, Harold is no longer manager... Now, he was revoked from duty by the historical society. On October 30th, the museum was celebrating its annual Halloween fair, but unlike years before, Harold wasn't presented. Instead, there was its new manager and his wife, along with its new patron, a woman known as Lillian Lime. Lilian is a tall young woman with a pair of green eyes and long chartreuse hair. The director of Historical Society was there, too. Most of the guests were celebrating, but Lillian seemed saddened.'' ''The new manager is a younger man, much younger than Harold. The new manager seemed to be 30 years old. Lillian looked at the new manager with concern, but the manager shook his head with a nonchalant smile.'' Lillian then let out a sacarstic grin at the new manager and giggled, pointing at the door behind her. ''Lillian pointed at the door and then, all of a sudden, the door opened. A tall young clown with greenish hair and armor walked into the hall with several other clowns and other people. Those people were artists, actors and actresses across the town. The celebration music suddenly halt when they broke in.'' ''Lillian's smile disappeared and it was replaced by a firm stare at the new manager, Choleti. Choleti shook his head and looked at the clowns in disappointment.'' ''Hearing Choleti calling them "freaks" in an hubristic tone, all of the clowns and circus actors started to get offended. The lead clown angrily walked towards the arrogant new manager, raising his fist. However, before he can march towards the new manager, a tall middle-aged man with silver hair suddenly walked out of the crowd and raised his hand.'' ''A yell with thick Persian accent made everyone pay attention. The clown named Alfonso immediately saw the silver-haired man and stopped. He then narrowed his gaze and sneered at the new manager, who gave him a smug smirk.'' ''Alfonso immediately turned back and rushed back into the crowd. Lillian silently watched as the silver-haired man walked towards Choleti.'' Harold Harrison, an influential member in Sleepy Hollow Historical Society the previous manager of this museum, marched towards his successor with great concern. ''Before Harold could finish, an annoying and sharp laugh bursted out of a crowd, from a woman. The voice was so sharp and annoying that all of the artists, clowns and actors, who joined the protest, were utterly shocked.'' ''The irritating laugh bursted out all of a sudden and Harold frowned his eyebrows. Lillian also gave an irritating sigh'' ''Under everyone's ogle, out of false respect and/or sincere disgust, an average height woman with long brown hair and teal eyes. She teasingly looked at the people who gathered around and protested.'' Dora clapped alone with a cheesy giggle, but all of the circus crew members were infuriated. Lillian looked at the debarcle and sighed, narrowing her gaze and walked pass Mr. Harrison with a sad face.. ''Fraustrated, Lillian softly patted Harold's shoulder while the visage of Pedro Pineapple surfaced from the curtains, maintaing the order. Lillian was a bit of surprised when she saw Pedro's face.'' ''Ignoring other people's complaint, Lillian silently and sternly walked away as Pedro ordered the annoyed crowd to silence. Harold merely stood at his spot, looking on the ground in dismay. Several staff of the museum went to comfort him.'' ''The people gone quiet and silently listen to Pedro making his speech, but they never wanted to hear it. Some even clenched their fists and tried to hit Pedro in the face, but Harold noticed this and dissuade them from doing so.'' ''Choleti waved his hand and walked to the middle of the hall, standing beside Pedro, showing hubristic attitude which disgusted many. Choleti never belonged to Sleepy Hollow Historical Society, unlike all of the previous managers (including Harold). He's simply a rich and lavish man who wanted to turn this museum into his place.'' ''Pedro waved his hand to Dora, and Dora were prepared to go onto the stage. However, it simply halted when Pedro forgot about Dora's name. Choleti immediately reminded him.'' Listening carefully, Pedro nodded in realization and finished his announcement. ''Holding a fan in her hand, Dora let out her annoying and cheeky laugh once more and walked onto the stage, pushing her husband and Pedro away. She laughed and smiled with a pair of sparkling eyes. Some people unwillingly applauded, while more others just stared at her in sheer resentment. However, she didn't even seem to notice such.  Alfonso was so disgusted that he was almost going to throw up. Pedro and Choleti then clapped in a flattering face. Then, as Dora finished her words, the light gone dim all of a sudden. All of the people inside were either confused or shocked by this. Some people screamed, and some women even passed out.'' ''With a drop of sweat on his cheek, Alfonso took a deep breath and looked up. Admist this atmosphere of panic, Alfonso saw a packed envelope falling down onto the ground softly. Alfonso went to pick up the envelope and walked into the hall, as others saw him getting more and more tensed.'' ''Another woman saw the letter and screamed out in horror. The word broke the mist of silence and replaced it with a mass horror all of a sudden. It was apparent that those people were afraid.'' Even Dora started to get panicked, as her husband went to comfort her. Among the panic and confusion, Alfonso merely stared at the envelope.
 * Lillian: Can't we just invite Mr. Harrison to this place, sir?
 * New Manager: No, what makes you say that? Without that Persian old fool, we can refurnish this museum and make it under my command. This place is now mine, and you, as our investor, should support our work, right, Ms. Lillian?
 * Lilian: Hmm... well, I think so, but thousands wouldn't, Mr. Choleti.
 * Lillian: This angry mob is here to protest, my friends, and though I feel troubled, I guess you need to hear what they're gonna say.
 * Choleti: Some circus freaks accompanied by those actors and actresses in Shakespere's play? They have no rights.
 * ???: Stop! Alfonso!
 * Alfonso: It's your lucky day.
 * Choleti: What the heck are you doing here, Mr. Harold Harrison? You lead this protest, huh?
 * X00_00_01--20180307-0QRS9553DMENE4D-0Z.pngHarold: You cannot just drive me out of here and change its rule. In fact, this museum is based on the former residence of John Adams during his stay in Sleepy Hollow, and there would definitely have unprecedenting ordeals happening in this place if anything goes wrong. You and your wife is planning to make this artistic domain into a tool for profit. I know it, but you'll offend " her " if you ever take...
 * ???: Ah-heheheheheheh!!! Mwa, Mr. Harold, there's nothing for ye to worry about-a! I can assure ya!
 * Lillian: You again, Dora Dorian.
 * Dora: Well, even you have no choice in undoing such, Ms. Lillian. Unfortunately for you, this has been approved by the Minister of Culture in this town. Let's give a warm welcome to him - Mr. Pedro!
 * Alfonso: Pedro? Pedro Parkinson? Who made him the Minister of Culture? No one have ever heard about such title in this town, have they!?
 * Clown 1: He must have been bought!
 * Clown 2: No one can dismiss Mr. Harrison! He's our best friend!
 * Clown 3: Screw that so-called Minister!
 * Lillian: Gentlemen, if you need me, I shall be in Henan... No, I mean Holland... I guess I'll set up not later than next week. I can't take it anymore.
 * Harold: So am I, but I still have something that I need to take care of.
 * 70287545_p0_master1200.jpgLillian: That's the man whom I met in Opera House yesterday... Good luck, Mr. Harrison.
 * Pedro: Order in the museum! Order in the Historical Society! People from Sleepy Hollow, as a member in Safety Defense and Historical Society, I'm sorry to have Mr. Harold Harrison discharged. I know how you feel. I know he's a kind and benevolent man to you, but... ahem, but unfortunately, this museum really needs some fresh blood. He cannot always take power over this museum all day long.
 * Pedro: It has been eight years since he is the manager, so I guess he needs to retire. I know his health condition is failing, and I hope he'll take care of himself in the near future. Now, let's give a warm welcome to Mr. Harrison's rich and creative successor - Mr. Choleti Dorian!
 * Choleti: Thank you! Thank you! It's such an honor to meet you and work with you guys!
 * Pedro: And his talented wife named...
 * Choleti: Her name is Dora.
 * Pedro: Mrs. Dora Dorian!
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09553DMDENE4DN0Z.pngDora: Everyone, I'll never ever forget just how precious your clap means to me! I'll never ever forget about your warm welcome!
 * Alfonso: It's her .
 * 01-letter.jpgWoman: MIRAGE!
 * Clown 1: It's really Mirage?
 * Artist 1: No way, this is gonna...
 * Dora: What Mirage?
 * Choleti: Just a myth. Just a myth, hehe...



''Seeing Alfonso panicking, Harold walked to Alfonso and stared at the actor in green hair. The green-haired man handed the letter to Harold and looked at the Persian man in the eyes.'' ''Handing the envelope to Harold, Alfonso was horror-stricken when he already saw the envelope. With his trembling hands, Harold carefully touched the letter, before he quickly snatched from Alfonso. Alfonso then silently walked away like a perfect Roman soldier, but when he passed by the new manager and his wife, he leered at them in some confusion.'' ''They didn't notice him, or they didn't care about him. They both stared at Harold, who stared at the letter in a pale face, feeling the grizzly chill coming up to his spine. Alfonso sighed and walked out of the hall in a face of apathy.'' As Dora was panicked, Pedro immediately walked to Dora and kissed her hand, trying to comfort her. ''Pedro and his guards immediately led Dora into her room, while Harold stood in his former spot with blank shock. The new manager, Choleti, was there as well.'' ''Harold stared at the letter, which he already pulled out when Choleti angrily rebuked him. He saw the name "Javier Bouquet" on it.'' ''Hearing that Bouquet was sent to investigate the basement of this museum, Harold froze in shock. Then, he calmed himself down and passed the letter calmly to Choleti.'' ''Choleti stared at Harold, bemused and confused, prior to land his sight over the letter, surveying the letter carefully. It said, "Javier Boquet had violated the rule of this museum."'' Choleti heard the word "phantom", of which Harold spoke slowly and clearly. ''Before Harold could finish, Choleti bursted into a mad laughter as if he just heard some bad joke and tried to moke the storyteller. Harold stared at Choleti as if looking at a fool fooling himself.'' Hearing this, Choleti stopped laughing and shook his head in sheer disbelief. ''Helplessly, Choleti walked towards Harold in a serious face, staring angrily at him. Harold was clearly fraustrated, feeling upset to be wronged.'' ''Choleti pushed the letter back into Harold's hand and walked away with hubris. Harold glared at Choleti who was walking all the way out of the Hall. Just then, with music coming from piano and trumpets, the glass window behind Harold suddenly opened, revealing themselves as doors to secret passages. Several masked clowns walked out of the passages and stood behind Harold.'' ''A deep and stern female voice came behind the clowns, and it echoed through the hall. Now, the light of the hall turned into a pinkish hue when the woman spoke. Harold was dismayed and wandered at the center of this hall.'' ''Harold looked at the ceiling as if the person talking to him was there. The speaker was revealed to be none other than Helene Hawthorn. Harold tried to find Helene, but he only found a portrait of a clown girl wearing top hat, suddenly appearing and hanging in front of him.'' ''Helene answered in a softer voice, but still stern, no less. Harold was shocked and stepped back, when he realized that Helene had killed people.'' ''Harold then caught sight of a vision that a dark hand stretched from the darkness, waving for help, with light shone behind it. However, the light disappeared as soon as the hand sank into the darkness below it, leaving no trace of its former existence at all.'' ''Harold then heard Helene's answer, which is far more broken and sad. The clown face on the portrait soon became sadder, with a large frown on her face.'' Gulped, Harold silently listen to Helene speaking in a sad voice before the voice turned its tone into a more furious one all of a sudden... ''Harold gulped when he heard Helene spoke this. The voice of Helene no longer sound like a normal human girl, but a witch coming from the deepest part of forest. He felt horrified by Helene's words simply by listening to it, before all of a sudden, Helene bursted into a fit of rage and screamed out.''
 * Achilles_fate_apocrypha_by_shirashura-dc6oa9d.jpgHarold: What is it, Alfonso?
 * Alfonso: This is for you, sir. I'm sorry. She's not pleased with you.
 * Alfonso: ..............................
 * Dora: What happened? There's a "mirage" in this museum?
 * 65619590_p0_master1200.jpgPedro: Please don't worry. Just follow me and I'll lead you to your room...
 * Choleti: What the hell is this on about? Explain this to me!
 * Harold: Who is this "Javier Bouquet"?
 * Choleti: He's the costume assistant of my wife. My wife called him to investigate this museum, including its basement. What do you mean?
 * Harold: Maybe that man discovered something inside the basement.
 * 69652675_p11_master1200.jpgCholeti: What is this?
 * Harold: A letter written by a phantom.
 * Choleti: Phantom? What the heck?
 * Harold: It's a phantom who lives beneath this museum...
 * Choleti: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
 * Harold: What's so funny? Anyway, well, um, this phantom lives around a small lake inside the basement, near the sewers. It only want us to follow one certain code; never intrude the basement without its permission.
 * Harold: Your wife's costume assistant might never heard of the rule set by this little ghost, was he?
 * Choleti: Harold? You need to set up a bound when you make some joke out of your sense of sick humor.
 * Harold: I'm not joking! No one who broke the code shall ever come back alive!
 * Choleti: Stop telling me about that, Harold. You just made up a lie so that you can make me leave the place. I tell you this. There is no ghost in this museum, and I don't believe in fairy tales!
 * ???: What in God's name is going on here?
 * Optiko.jpgHarold: Helene... Is Javier Bouquet dead?
 * Helene: Yes... He's dead. I killed him. I ran out of my gambit, so I had to do this.
 * Harold: You...
 * Harold: Why did you try to do this? I thought we agreed not to hurt anyone. Why did you go so far to take his life? Why can't you spare him?
 * Helene: "Why," you ask? Isn't it obvious? He clearly disobeyed the rule of this museum... He came into a place where he should never have come...
 * Helene: ... and most importantly... If I didn't spare this one person, thousands would have come and raid my home in order to get me - to get all of us. He knew too much. He discovered my darkest secret. He discovered where we live...



<p style="text-align:center;"> '- Helene: ... AND HE SAW MY FACE!!!'

''Harold trembled in shock and stepped back, but then, out of shame, Harold lowered his head and eventually succumbed to his sense of guilt. He acted like a soldier surrendering to his enemies.''
 * WXY00_00_01--20180307-09553M4-0Z.pngd: .................!!

''While Helene was speaking, the clowns stepped away and the wall opened.  A bunch of playing card bursted out behind the door and spreaded on the ground like falling firework sparks. Behind Harold, a stairway all the way down to the basement appeared.'' Harold turned back and calmly walked towards the passage, with the clowns following him at the back.
 * Harold: How can this happen? How can this happen...
 * Helene: Sorry, Mr. Harrison, but I've been really... really angry these days. All of those rumors... about that murderous monster who killed my mother... La Gloton... but I had to stay in this place.
 * Harold: Helene...
 * Helene: Come down, please, Mr. Harrison. You have my approval. I need to talk to you... in a very serious manner.
 * Harold: Of course.

Helene's Domain
<p style="text-align:center;"> 1 minute later <p style="text-align:center;"> Underground Chamber

''Harold walked all the way down the stairways, seeing several fake trees drawn by crayon. The leaves on the tree were falling just like the real trees when it was in autumn. Harold nervously walked pass the passage, the was statues, the masks and then, he arrived in the underground circus inside the basement.'' ''Harold looked around to find where Helene was, and then he saw Helene sitting on a wooden elephant set on a carosel. Helene stood up walked downstairs, away from the carousel.'' Harold walked closer towards Helene in a guilt-ridden expression, before he stopped six feet before her. ''Helene widened her eyes in surprise, and she gulped nervously and stared at Harold. Now, Helene was dressed in her musterkeer outfit, with her hat on the top of her head, while the pink ruby was on her necktie.'' ''Helene sternly asked Harold. She tried to sound polite but it eventually sounded condescending. Harold lowed down his head, acting like a child in front of his stern mother.'' "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?" ''Helene was surprised by Harold's words, and Harold nodded before he looked around in grief. Helene stared at Harold, cannot believed what was happening.'' "...................................." ''Trying to force herself a smile, Helene walked much closer to Harold. Helene was a very petite figure, barely over five feet tall, and she seemed very pale, skinny and even malnourished.'' She pointed at the stone on her neck as she walked closer to Harold, until he was just two inches close to her face. ''Just then, Alfonso and the twins walked downstairs and stood among the clowns. Now, they all wore clown masks and stood around the circus like a group of life-sized action figures. Harold looked at the clowns and widened his gaze.'' Helene shook her head and let out a sad chuckle, but it only lasted for one second. ''Helene then walked towards the clowns, tendering them in a sad face. Some of the clowns were disabled, and some were deformed. Helene also walked towards a table, where several rats was surrounding a candle. Helene lowered her head and stared at those rats.'' ''While speaking, Helene then prepared cheese to feed these rats, and she happily watched as they gathered around the cheese pieces to feast on them. Helene chuckled like a child, before it grew cold and turned into a sad smile.'' ''Helene didn't actually continue. She merely looked at the masked face inside a mirror.'' Helene then turned back to Harold and walked towards him once again, standing close in front of him. With a sad face, Harold shrugged his shoulder and looked at the ground helplessly. ''Helene sighed and walked towards a chair, staring at a portrait of a black-haired woman in front of her. She narrowed her gaze and started to drop tears, biting her lips in agony.'' ''Helene stared at the portrait of her own mother with great care. Her fingertip touched the face of woman with tender... before all of a sudden, a loud and eerie singing voice came from the upstairs.'' ''Helene quickly stood up and wiped her tears. She then looked around with horror. She tried to figure out who made such a voice like wolf's howling. The clowns were startled as well.'' ''Alfonso and the twins had to cover their ear to avoid the noise, and Harold was standing in his spot, sighed. On the wall, there were murals of white deer painted with colorful dots. Those deer in crayon forest were startled by such a strange and horrible voice of singing. No longer bearing it anymore, Helene immediately turned to look at the portrait of her mother.'' ''Hiding the portrait with a red blanket, Helene then quickly stormed to Harold, standing in front of him. Harold bit his lips in a embarrased face, as if it was saying "I don't know her" for several times.'' ''Harold gulped and answered in embarrasement. Helene was mildly confused. She didn't heard of Dora Dorian.'' ''Shocked and speechless, Helene took a deep breath as she tried not to faint, tremble or flinch by such a horrible voice from a self-proclaimed diva. She couldn't bear it anymore and immediately shouted at the ceiling, while being regardless of the fact that she cannot be heard.'' ''Complaining everything she deduced from Dora - lack of skills, lack of fame and completely vain - Helene stomped her feet on the ground, screaming in agony, but her voice was covered by Dora's singing voice. The voice stopped. Now, Dora was inside her room and drank a cup of water from her maid.'' ''Helene almost slipped on the ground when she heard this. She was shocked and panicked when she heard about Dora's identity.'' Clearly fraustrated, Helene started to walk in circle within the hall angrily. ''When Helene was finished, the sharp voice of Dora started to rush into the basement once again. This time, it was even more horrible. Helene and the clowns were disturbed. Helene quickly went to comfort her rats, as they went panicked and started to squeeing.  Feeling unbearable, Helene then made a fingersnap and summoned the clowns to her side.'' Helene pointed at the stairways to the top, and several clowns - including Alfonso and the twins went upstairs with their masks, disappearing into the darkness.
 * Helene: Come closer, please.
 * 68677855_p0_master1200.jpgHelene: Why did you allow him to come here? Did he have my permit?
 * Harold: I have no idea that he came down to this place, Helene.
 * Helene: Isn't your job to take care of this museum while I'm on your side, sir?
 * Harold: I... I was fired.
 * Helene: Fired?
 * Harold: That's why such thing happened.
 * Helene: Oh, haha, I see... How awful.
 * Helene: I once tried to use this as a base to find the truth behind La Gloton. Eight years has now passed, and still I'm unable to unlock the code of this stone.
 * Helene: Now, we're nearly homeless. So, what are we going to do next?
 * Harold: I don't know.
 * Harold: By the way, we have them, haven't we? They can help us out.
 * Helene: Why? These people were once orphans and vagrants, those who were abandoned by this merciless society under America's democratic skin. Some of them have problems doing certain things due to their unfortunate disability. That's why I never call myself an American as much as I prefer "French-Persian".
 * Helene: And my rats... My pets and my childhood friends who didn't mind my masks.. That's why I like some certain animals. Some animals has their spirits and that's why they can become our good friends. Cats, puppies, and mice...
 * Helene: Hmm, all of them needs to rely on me. If we lost our place to stay, they would starve as well. I need to find food and supply for them, but now...
 * Sister.Adella.full.2136039.pngHelene: Oh, God, how I wish I can be beautiful, but it has zero possiblity for now.
 * Helene: By the way, did your successor believe the legend of this museum's ghost?
 * Harold: Sorry, he didn't. I try to warn against him but he didn't give any care.
 * Helene: All right... How disturbing.
 * Helene: Have you heard this, mother? Your girl failed you. Helene cannot fulfill her promise to avenge you... because this museum has changed upside down.
 * Dora: OOOOOOOOH---AAAAAAAA--
 * Alfonso: What the hell is this?
 * WXYZ00_00_01--20180307-09553M4-0Z.pngPhoebe: No idea.
 * Penelope: We only discover that it's even more horrible than a crying wraith.
 * 69630241_p0_master1200.jpgHelene: Apologies, mommy.
 * Helene: Whose voice is this?
 * Harold: It's obviously Dora Dorian.
 * Helene: Who is she?
 * Harold: She'll be the so-called lead diva in the museum's stage play, as well as the opera house. She'll even become a mentor for art student. That man you killed is her costume assistant.
 * Helene: But... she can't sing! By the way, she's not on the list of those artists in this town I've heard of. How could she become the mentor when other more famous people were ignored?
 * Harold: Perhaps, she doesn't aware of her lack of singing skills or her low rating, but she's a rather vainglourious person anyway.
 * Helene: Oh, no, someone needs to bring her a wake-up call. She needs to know how inferior she is.
 * 69149725_p0_master1200.jpgHarold: I don't think we're able to talk into her. She's the wife of that new manager. The authority believed she'll make this museum much more glorified with her decorations, as they considered the museum... too plain.
 * Helene: The wife of that new manager? The museum is too plain? This museum is built upon the resident of John Adams' family in Sleepy Hollow! Its plain facade hides the value of its historical and cultural meaning! It has its own glory even without decorations.
 * Harold: I told them so, but they just don't listen.
 * Helene: So, this means she'll take over many stuff in this museum and wrap it in vulgar and empty tastes?
 * Helene: It's so outrageous to think that you left such a rotten problem upon this town!
 * Helene: Good Lord! How I hate this part! Oh, I... I'D RATHER DIE THAN HEARING SUCH AN EERIE SCREECH!
 * Helene: Stop her!
 * Helene: I'll let her know who owns this museum!

<p style="text-align:center;"> 1 minute later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Dora's Room 

''It didn't actually took too long for the clowns to reach Dora Dorian's room. They went inside a narrow secret passage and crawled into the room through the chimney. They then came out from the furnace and slowly getting closer to the unawared Dora and her maid silently. Now, Dora was having a cup of water from the maid and took a rest casually.'' ''However, all of a sudden, the light gone off. Dora felt the plate in her maid's hand started to fly towards her face. The cup on the plate then capsized like a boat in a storm and sprayed the water on the face of Dorian. Then, a large Christmas pudding was crashed on the maid, while Dorian was pushed by unseen forces in the dark. Now, they didn't know that the clowns were trolling her.''

Then, the clowns pushed the two women into each other, causing them to scream in horror and shock, before they went away, leaving Dora and her maid screamed in horror as soon as they pushed against each other, even snapping at each other like a couple of terriers.
 * Dora & Maid: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

<p style="text-align:center;"> 1 minute later <p style="text-align:center;"> Underground Chamber

Laughed like a happy kid, Helene grabbed her hat and almost danced in joy when she heard Dora and her maid screamed in horror, before the scream went down into silence. After a brief moment of elation, Helene calmed herself down and shook her head sadly. Harold nodded in dismay. Helene gulped and immediately went forward to Harold, and in the next second, she'll hold her hand... but she didn't. She stopped when she stood in front of Harold just one inch close. ''Helene blinked sadly and her hands shook in sadness. She pushed her hat down and looked at the ground with sheer fraustration.'' Helene then removed the red blanket on her mother's portrait and looked at it with a sigh. ''Harold went to Helene and petted her shoulder. He then looked at the portrait sorrowfully.'' ''Harold's word made Helene fell into silence. Harold then turned back and walked away.'' ''Harold then slowly went upstairs and left the basement. Helene then raised her head from the portrait. The twins went back with Alfonso and other clowns, and Helene turned back to look at her childhood friends.'' ''The twins nodded and disappared into the darkness, followed by several more clowns after them. They were now nowhere to find. The light of circus went off as well, and Helene was the only person visible in the basement beneath a silver limelight above her. In a gloomy face, Helene began to sing.'' Helene then sat down as she continued to sing, but then her song turned into a much more inspiring and cheerful tone, with much more confident voice (and with a tune based on Yeston's Where in the World). Helene then stood up and started to smile, with her voice now turned more hopeful and cheerful. ''Helene then fell intoxicated by her voice that everything around her seemed to disappeared. Her voice echoed inside the room, being a voice much better and sweeter than the vainglourious woman upstairs.'' ''Helene then looked at the light above her, as if it was God showing His mercy towards her. She was now fully and clearly drenching inside her own wish.''
 * D2f056d.jpgHelene: HAHAHAHAHAHA!
 * Helene: They must be fainted after fighting each other. Ha, well done, boys! We made them scaring themselves!
 * Helene: However, this prank might not last forever and it cannot change anything. So, this woman will teach those students from now on and sing in opera house to those citizens who just want to have fun?
 * Harold: She wants to take over literally everything in this artistic domain.
 * Helene: That's unforgivable. Then, I'll leave this place with you, monseiur!
 * Knife-blood.jpgHarold: Helene...
 * Helene: However, I know this is impossible. This town can tolerate a serial killer, but it can never in the least tolerate difference. That's what made La Gloton gone quiet for eight years, and all police captured were copycats, before the so-called curse descended upon themselves. I know the truth. This is no curse. This is a conspiracy. However, would they believe me? As long as I leave this place, they will come and get me. The townspeople fears an ugly and eccentric people even more than a killer, I guess. 
 * Helene: My mother once promised me to send her angel of art to me, saying that angel would be what enlight my light and path. Now, the angel didn't come, while the devil took my mother's life. I know I cannot leave this darkness without some other people's help... someone who shares my idea, someone who can understand me, beside you and my friends. He'll come here from the outside world and light my life with gloom, and he'll bring me a chance to go outside in order to search out the truth and find a meaning in my life. However, this is really a chance in a million.
 * Harold: I'm sorry, but I believe the day would come when the said angel arrives. Even without me, you can find someone else that can save you and this entire circus from its darkness underground. The angel would come.
 * Harold: I must go now. Farewell.
 * Helene: All of you, please, take a rest. I need some personal space here.
 * Helene: ♪ Where is the path that leads out of this place now that all has been changed on this day? Where is the sense of the life that I lead now that art's been taken away? Why was I born to this grave, languishing deep in this tomb? Oh, for an angel with heavenly voice to arrive and restore a small glimmer of light to my gloom... ♪
 * Helene: ♪ Where in the world we can find my new hope / Filled with new kind friends who are both kind and normal / We want to escape from the dark / And find the respect in this town we all desired...
 * Helene: ♪ Where in the world can I find my peace / Even dragging my feeble body which is not what you like to see / Where in the world can I find / The voice of that angel who can caress my soul / Even with the distance / I can feel him coming towards me / He'll show me the meaning of my life ♪
 * Helene: ♪ Ah, the voice of God is calling upon me / I pray the fate will make you to me / Make me out of the darkness and find my peace / How I wish to leave this despair forever ♪
 * Helene: ♪ The voice does exist in some part of this world / It can enlight my road to bring back the truth I always desired / Ahhhhhh... ♪

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Helene: ♪ Even I search to the end of this world, I'll eventually find the trace of angel's light! ♪ '

''After finishing her song full of her dreams, her dreams of leaving the darkness and solitude, her wish to hunt down La Gloton with the help of her guide, Helene quickly walked upstairs with a face of stern and anger. She hates the corrosion inside this museum. She hates her own darkest secret. She hates the killer who claimed many life... However, she cannot take any actions when she and Merry Melody stayed inside the darkness.'' ''The angel she was waiting... Will he come? Even Helene isn't sure. All that supported her was her belief. Being fully aware of this, Helene disappeared into the darkness.''
 * Helene: This is not just for me... This is for the whole town and its beauty. When my own darkness is over and I earn my freedom, La Gloton will be discovered... AND PERISH!

October 30th
<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Westchester Police Department 

''With a case file in her hand, Selina carefully walked cross the corridor, passing by the police officers standing by her, carefully not to knock down anyone by running. She went towards the hallroom and looked for Abbie Mills. However, when she was running and looking around, someone hit her right in her abdomen.''
 * 69906765_p0_master1200.jpgSelina: Lt. Mills?
 * Selina: OH!!!

''Selina lost her balance and flinched several step. She quickly reacted by waving her arms and tipped her toes in order to regain her balance. However, the one who hit her fell on the ground.'' Selina immediately helped the person stood up and discovered that the person is a much more petite figure comparing to herself. ''Abbie fell backwards before she was thankfully held by a pair of arm next to her. It was Phyllis Peach. Selina noticed Phyllis and widened her gaze in shock.'' Phyllis helped Abbie to get up, as she is much taller than her, and Abbie lifted her head to look at Selina, shrugging her shoulder. ''Selina tried to fake the situation as Abbie never met her before, but of course, it was futile. Stop pretending badly, Selina then had an unsettling feelings right after she noticed Phyllis, someone that Selina had been in a rivalry, was standing right next to Selina. Phyllis calmly looked at Selina, from head to toe, before narrowing her gaze in sarcasm.'' Exasperated, Selina narrowed her gaze and gasped, but when she looked at Abbie, she was surprised as Abbie looked at her with assurance. ''Selina widened her gaze and was more than shocked. She looked at Phyllis, but the latter just looked at her in calmness.'' ''Selina lowered her head and clenched her fist. Phyllis then showed her the article about the recent possible murder of La Gloton. However, it was never on headline. Instead, the headline was the upcoming parade of Halloween.'' ''Selina widened her eyes when she saw the news that detailed La Gloton murder's possible revival. She and Abbie stared at each other.'' ''A moment later, Selina pushed the newspaper back and looked much calmer. However, she still shows fury in her face.'' Phyllis then put the newspaper back to her bag and shrugged her shoulder. Phyllis then nodded in dismay and closed her eyes. ''Phyllis then turned back and walked away, but all of a sudden, a glimmer of dark smile appeared on her face, even for a flash. No one ever noticed this. Selina watched her walking away.'' ''Of course, it was currently a lie. Selina still suspected Phyllis as a villain, even though she didn't suspect her to be La Gloton since Phyllis had allaby.'' ''Abbie nodded and began to speak. However, just as she was about to say all of those opinions she had and all of those encounter with General Howe's corpse, a police officer arrived into the station and approached Abbie. The word of Abbie stuck in her throat before she could speak out.'' ''Abbie and Selina both reacted in shock when they heard the police officer's words. However, Abbie was even more shocked by Selina when she heard second half of the sentence.''
 * Selina: Ah, apologies!
 * Selina: Huh? Lt. Mills?
 * Phyllis: That was close.
 * Abbie: So we meet again.
 * Selina: Why, why "again"? I... No, nothing.
 * X00_00_01--20180XXS307-09553DMENE4D-0Z.pngPhyllis: Long time no see, Selina. It seemed that during the days you were absent, you stretched more than I could imagine.
 * Selina: What's she doing in here?
 * Abbie: Don't worry. Ms. Parker is here to help us, and I invited her to do so.
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09553DMENE4D-0DZD.pngPhyllis: I'm sorry for the attitude that happened years ago. I admit I was weak and too immature to stop La Gloton and whoever that instigated that Bioweapon Incident, and so I'm here to show you some speculations.
 * Phyllis: The news is on the newspaper. We'd better push it down and find the killer or killers before it's too late.
 * Abbie: However, we must be careful, or maybe bad lucks shall descend on all of us if we don't deal with this properly.
 * 70122986_p0_master1200.jpgSelina: I accept your apologies, but this is the personal stuff between me and the killer, and you just need to stay behind and prosecute the killer as we always wanted. In fact, the killer killed the most trusted people I have ever meet, and no matter what price I pay, I'll bring them into jail and then the noose. By the way, I won't go to your banquet on Halloween.
 * Phyllis: (think) * Hmm, I never intend to invite you, Selina, considering your workaholic nature. Of course you'll refuse. *
 * Phyllis: I understand. It's such a pity, but I won't push. Give me a call if you want to discuss this case with me a little more peacefully, Selina. Goodbye.
 * Abbie: Is this really okay?
 * Selina: We'd better leave her alone. I don't really suspect her of something, but I just don't understand why she still kept her cool in such a moment.
 * Selina: By the way, I suspect that there's some connections between the possible La Gloton case and the missing of General Howe's body. There could be connections between them, and I need to ask you for your opinion, as a record.
 * Police officer: Two more corpses are found in the same spot, including that missing teenager Lt. Mills talked to us about.  Mutilated. 
 * Abbie: Mu-Mutilated?

<p style="text-align:center;"> 20 minute later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Forensic Department 

''Abbie and Luke stared at the dead body... or two dead bodies on the stretcher. They reacted in surprise. One body belonged to the missing driver who was on duty in carrying General Howe's corpse, and another was the same teenage boy who was killed by Howe and his men inside that catatomb. However, much to Abbie's shock, those bodies were mutilated and disembowed, with their organs missing.'' ''Ichabod Crane stood not far away from the police and started to take a look at the boy's corpse. Devon was telling his own analysis to the others, while Gregory looked at the proud policeman skeptically.'' Ichabod controlled his feelings and continue to hear Devon making his analysis. Gregory crossed his arms and walked towards Ichabod Crane, saying his doubts. Immediately afterwards, Gregory then turned to Ichabod awkwardly and tried to make a handshake. ''Ichabod looked at Gregory awkwardly, before he made a handshake with him. Devon simply ignored them and tried to state his point once again.'' ''Hearing this, Gregory snarled at Devon and leered at him maliciously. Luke made a cough and walked to Ichabod, with a photo in his hand. He gave the photo to Ichabod, Abbie and Gregory to take a look on it.'' ''Never did Ichabod saw such a disturbing murder in an non-supernatural way. Somehow, it gave him even more chills than demonic curses or murders, since the killer was, no doubt, a mere human after all.'' ''Selina and Ichabod stared at the photo, with Selina took a deep breath and looked at the M.O with disgust. However, Luke and Devon still tried to discuss on the organ harvesting.''
 * 105Luke.pngAbbie: Isn't this...
 * Luke: Well, another homicide.
 * Ichabod: (think) * This is... that boy whom Howe killed. Why is he here? What happened to him? *
 * Devon: We found them in a school bus, sitting across an asile by themselves. We find no connections between these two victims. Not only did La Gloton take their kidney... but also they took their hearts, which, if you'll recall, is what they tried to do in the hotel, but was interrupted before they could paint the picture.
 * Gregory: La Gloton wasn't paining a picture in that hotel. Someone else was.
 * Gregory: I'm Gregory Gatsby, the town's chess champion. Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Crane.
 * Devon: You still think that he was ripping out a heart to save a life?
 * Gregory: Yes, I do.
 * Luke: La Gloton painted this picture for sure, with their big, broad strokes. That victim in the hotel is currently disputed, though I hate to admit this. The hotel victim died alone in his room, with the cleaner and staff - just a few of them - as its only witness, while these victims were all witnessed by either the public, or their close ones . Like Gregory always said, it's a public shaming.
 * Ichabod: Could all three victims' organs have been harvested for transplants?
 * Selina: Subtle variation on waking up a tub of ice missing a kidney? 
 * Luke: I love good urban legends. You could put the organs on a ventilator long enough to coordinate the donation.
 * Devon: At the hotel, the victim's abdominal aorta and inferior vena cava -- that's like the kidney's in-and-out for food -- were entirely removed.
 * Selina: They're like USB Cables. You keep them intact for an easy reconnect.

''Ichabod didn't know much of the USB Cables, but he had deduced their point. Ichabod and Abbie stared at the report in her hand and both sighed sadly.'' Selina then narrowed her gaze and looked at the photos in the hotel, before looking at the two victims. Abbie's words interrupted what Selina was thinking, and she immediately looked at Abbie as she stated her point. Gregory closed his eyes nervously. Ichabod raised his hand and bit his lips as he looked at everyone in the eyes. ''Gregory and Selina looked at each other in dismay and shame. Gregory then paced towards Ichabod, with some tears rolling in his eyes.'' "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ichabod heard Gregory's words in surprise, even shock, but Gregory simply closed his eyes and allowed tears flowed down his cheeks.
 * 305Ichabod.pngIchabod: Were these two's hearts and kidneies disconnected for easy reconnect?
 * Devon: Yep.
 * Abbie: Um, other La Gloton victims... Their organs and USB Cables missing?
 * Devon: It's inconclusive due to the degree of mutilation, but yes, that is how La Gloton kills.
 * Selina: (think) * This is outrageous. Such a case happened right in the time where General Howe's body were missing. I guess it must be related. *
 * Abbie: You mean...
 * Abbie: Two killers, one agenda?
 * Luke: Is the organ harvester disguising his work as the crimes of a serial killer, or a serial killer disguising his crime as an organ harvester?
 * Ichabod-ichabod-crane-sleepy-hollow-tv-series-37189445-1038-720.jpgGregory: La Gloton wants to perform. Through every... every single move they committed, we can say that La Gloton is constantly theatrical and melodramatic, people.
 * Ichabod: Excuse me.
 * Abbie: Crane?
 * Ichabod: If this murder took place for eight years and more, why didn't any townspeople help the police to take actions? The victim's family? The ordinary citizens? If they did something, this so-called La Gloton would be apprehended. 
 * Gregory: Sorry, Mr. Crane... They no longer care about it.
 * Ichabod: What?

<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Gregory: They simply never asked whether the police had started an investigation. They became numb by the murder's contagious "curse". Even Captain Irving's own daughter almost became a victim. So, who do you think that will take risk to help us? They just try to avoid this as much as possible. Who will take risk if they don't even know if they can see the next sunrise? ''

<p style="text-align:center;"> 10 minutes later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Beneath the Sleepy Hollow Museum 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Helene's Room 

''With a paint brush brushing on her canvas, Helene softly continued painting as she tried to calm herself, looking at her own masked face in the mirror. Moments later, she had completed an imaginary painting of herself as a beautiful young girl, wearing Helene's hat and dressing Helene's suit, but without her mask.''


 * Helene: I wish I would be like her.

''Sighed, Helene looked at the painting with her eyes widened and full of expressions of awe. However, she soon returned to the reality. She took her mask down and looked at her own refection inside the mirror. A distored face full of scars and distortion came upon the mirror. Helene closed her eyes immediately turned back and stood up from her chair in fraustration. She went to the table and picked up a hammer.'' ''Helene angrily raised her hammer and smashed a hole on the mirror. The monstrous face on the mirror shattered and the glass shardss all scattered on the ground.'' ''Helene calmed herself down and went to swept the floor carefully. Just then, Helene heard a reporter speaking on the TV behind her. The television report had interrupted Helene's thoughts as she swept the glass on the ground, throwing in a garbage can full of shattered mirror shards already.'' ''Expaserated, Helene clenched her hand on her broom once more. Her eyes sharpened and her body trembled. Then, she threw the broom back into the corner, and putting up her mask once more.'' Helene stared at the reporter with a blank, colorless face with no emotions. ''Helene clenched her fist and punched the table with it. She then closed the television in dismay.''
 * U=568206065,3119192293&fm=26&gp=0.jpgHelene: DIE!!!
 * Helene: ..............
 * Reporter: (voice) [According to Detective Devon Jones' theory, the murder case in the hotel were commited by La Gloton, along with the murder of that truck driver and teenage boy. However, this opinion has been disputed for days and stalled the investigation, since there were people who agreed that there were at least two murderers. Maybe both of them were the killer that haunted us so many years ago, or maybe neither. Is there only one La Gloton left? We're not for sure.]
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09553DM4-E0SDNQRXD.pngReporter: [And now for the local news. Rumors has it that several zombies dressed up as soldiers were seen in the suburb monastary, where the murdered teenagers were last seen. Two other friends of that teenager were . Now, those teenagers admitted they had smashed the gravestones with raw eggs and paper rolls, and now they were taken to police office due to vandalism...]
 * Helene: Arresting just two vandals... to compensate the results of their incompetence... in finding an even worse serial killer?
 * Helene: Facetious.

<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile 

<p style="text-align:center;"> The Archives 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Ichabod's office 

''Sitting beside the furnace, Ichabod ignored the radio beside him and tried to read through books after books, trying to find any possible clues. However, whenever he tried to think about the name of Howe, his former mentor...'' ''... those voice started to echo all over his head. Unable to overcome his fear over Howe, Ichabod almost threw his book into the furnace, but he held back. Just as he was trying to calm himself down, Abbie came into the room with an unsatisfied look. Sister Mary Eunice was walking after her with dismay.'' Hearing about Abbie's report, Sister Mary Eunice then poured cups of water and looked at the newspaper, closing the radio report which annoyed her. Sister Mary Eunice then took a glance at Ichabod. ''Sister Mary Eunice put the teapot back on her table. The water in the teapot trembled like wavey sea.'' ''Ichabod listened silently when he heard Sister Mary Eunice speaking those bad news. The police didn't want them to get involved with La Gloton case, as if it was not something that should be authorized to him. However, Ichabod then remembered that some police officers, including Captain Irving, still distrusted him. Besides, comparing to La Gloton, Howe is definitely much more threatening due to having a zombie army that could massacre the entire town.'' ''Ichabod didn't answer. He closed his eyes and started to rub his eyelids with his left hand's fingers. His right hands nailed on his knee.'' Ichabod rubbed his hair and looked at Abbie. Abbie narrowed her gaze and seemed skeptical to Ichabod's words. Ichabod's face turned cold and grim as Sister Mary Eunice and Abbie looked at him with curiousity.
 * UndeadRedcoats.pngter: [In addition, some police rumored that those zombie soldiers were responsible for the death of that teenager... alone. However, Lt. Abbie Mills suggested otherwise, believing that someone else mutilated the body after the boy had died. This could also be related to the recent missing incident... of General William's skeleton, but the public still refused to believe this. Halloween Party is still on parade. For those who don't know, General Howe was known as...]
 * Howe: (voice) G̢̦̺͎̣̙I̶̳̥̣̘͔V͘Ḛ͈̹̫̩͟ ̡̱̺̣̫̲U͢S͖̗̺̣ ̪̲̘͇̭T̬̗̮̫̭̹͖͘H͔͕͉͉̻̞͠E̩̭̩̩̩ ̨̜̗̮̩N̤͕̺̞A̡͈͇̯̘ME̵S̲͔̝̖̮̗͈͡!!!
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_13_13--20180824-195838-0-.png: Just talked to other officers in SHPD, telling them that the boy's corpse in cemetery wasn't  mutilated  at all when we saw it. They refused to believe that Zombie Soldiers had killed him in the first place. Some believed he was killed by La Gloton.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Yes, it's really... really messy and devisive.
 * Maryeunice.pngSister Mary Eunice: Some said that it was never even a real murder, calling the cemetery accidental, some kind of prank gone wrong, and La Gloton or whoever arrived and mutilated the corpse afterwards. Captain Irving still seemed cynical on this, even though he left the task of dealing with Howe's soldiers to us. None of the other police ever believed that those zombie soldiers we saw really existed.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: You want to know what I think? I believe that Howe and his minions are responsible for the death of that teenager in cemetery, but the mutilation is committed by La Gloton or their copycats. The police refused to let you in the case of La Gloton, and we can only access to the task of stopping Howe.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: I believe these were connected, but we cannot have a permit to dig into both of these cases, so we can only stop Howe in the first hand. How's the things, Crane?
 * Ichabod: Nothing in Washington's Bible, Franklin's notebook... Even August Corbin's file yields nothing that could explain the... desecration we witnessed. ​​​​​​
 * Abbie: We'll find something. We always do.
 * Abbie: You're having a moment.
 * Ichabod: Although we ended as enemies, William Howe was once a man who commanded my respect. Before the war, I served beneath him as his lieutenant in His Majesty's forces. Howe... was a keen war strategist, staunchly loyal to his men... and his country. He was honorable, a good man.
 * Abbie: He sent a Whispering Wraith against you and your spy ring, he ordered Christine to send killer bees in an attempt to kill Washington, and he forced you to betray the Patroits. Maybe he was a great man, but he changed.
 * Ichabod: Which is why Washington sent me to kill him.
 * Ichabod: It was one of the darkest periods of the war - the Invasion of Manhattan, when the British forces under Howe's command... took control of the city, forcing the Patrioits to retreat.

Ichabod's Flashbacks
<p style="text-align:center;"> Scene from LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow Horseman Saga - Seamstress (Prologue)

''​In the early hours of the day, Howe and his men commandeered a townhouse belonging to a patriot. In his encampment set within the townhouse, Howe opened a chest in his room and turned to a soldier behind him.'' ''​The soldier left and Howe took a round-shaped, black talisman from the chest. It had some strange patterns on it, some kind of Nordic emblem. It was used to create zombie redcoats, but the zombies it created was different. It could producing Drugur, a kind of undead creature in Icelandic myth which was nigh-unstoppable.''
 * Howe: Leave. I'll do this myself.

''The stone was presented to Howe by none other than Moloch just a few days ago. Howe had to deal with the Devil in order to turn the entire Manhattan Island into a place of bloodbath. Just as he was looking at it, however, Howe heard someone raise a gun and prepare to shoot him from behind. Calmly, Howe put the talisman back into the box and raised his head.'' It was indeed Ichabod Crane behind Howe, raising his rifle at him. Ichabod remained his position but his tone was not menacing.
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09553DDMENKDE4D-0Z.pngHowe: Stealth was always your strong suit, Crane. Washington chose his man well.
 * Ichabod: I did not wish to kill you, but this invasion ends now. Order your men off the island, and you shall live.
 * Howe: Huh, and trust the word of a turncoat? Does dear old George know you were within a hair's breath of turning against him? Perhaps in sending you to terminate my command, he was testing your loyalties. The question is, can you do it? Kill a man in cold blood?


 * Ichabod: I've made my choice. My allegiance is to this nation.

With no hesitation, Howe turned his face to Ichabod's gunpoint, which is very near to him. The gun was closer to Howe's head. Feeling sad, ​Ichabod stared at Howe one last time. ​Just as Ichabod prepared to pull the trigger and shoot down Howe, some British soldiers rushed into the scene to save Howe, and after shooting at one of the soldiers, Ichabod had to gave up the assassination and escape through the window.
 * Howe: All your kin fought for the king. You... spit on their graves.
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09553DDMENKE4D-0DEZ.pngIchabod: Hmm... I shall ask only once. Will you retreat?
 * Ichabod: Answer me.
 * Howe: I will never retreat until every last colonial dog lies in a grave. Do what you came to do, or leave before I have you clapped in irons!
 * Ichabod: May God have mercy on us both.
 * Howe: SHOOT HIM!

Nowadays
''Ichabod trembled in rage and sighed, trying to calm himself from his anger and regret. Looking into the burning furnace, Ichabod narrowed his gaze, having a vision of Manhattan burning inside the fire and the whole city was turned into piles of embers.'' ''Abbie and Ichabod looked at each other with an unsettling silence. However, Abbie thought for a bit of moment and all of a sudden, she discovered a hidden but vital element that Ichabod ignored.'' Ichabod then stared at Abbie in confusion, as Abbie flipped her hair casually. ''Startled, Ichabod almost leaped from his seat when he remembered what he saw in Howe's hand. Sister Mary Eunice stepped back and looked at Ichabod in surprise.'' ''Ichabod quickly stood up from his chair and rushed to the book shelf. Tweedledum was standing below the shelf reading, when he saw Ichabod carrying a ladder beside him and put it underneath the book shelf. He then climbed on to the top, grabbing a book from the shelf and climbing down the ladder.'' Ichabod quickly opened the book as Tweedledum went towards him, while Sister Mary Eunice and Abbie both gathered around Ichabod. ''Ichabod opened a page and showed it to the other three in the archives. On the page he showed to the others, there was an illustration of a skeletical monster with sword and shield, wearing a Viking armor.''
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09553DDSEFM4-0SQRXD1.pngIchabod: A moment later, just a moment later, I would have pull the trigger, and we might have held the city. Without Howe's command, the war could have ended sooner, sparing... catastrophic bloodshed.
 * Ichabod: Instead, I failed my mission.
 * Abbie: What if there's another reason why Washington sent you to kill Howe?
 * Ichabod: Hmm?
 * 305Stone.png: Crane, you said that he was... um, he was  unpacking  something when you found him.
 * Ichabod: Yes, uh... a stone with a Nordic emblem.
 * Ichabod: A man with two swords thrust through him.
 * Abbie: In another word, a dead man walking.
 * Ichabod: There is a volume... that belonged to Washington himself and, yes... and if I'm not mistaken...
 * Ichabod: Here.
 * Ichabod: " Drugur, a rare breed of undead warrior who swear an oath of duty in life that lasts beyond death."
 * Tweedledum: Sounds like a bum deal.
 * Ichabod: "The Drugurs are nocturnal, spending their days subterreanean... Said to be..."

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Ichabod: ... unstoppable. '

''A sudden silence caught everyone's breath when they heard Ichabod uttered "unstoppable". However, Abbie remained surprisingly calm and then looked at the book once again.''
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_17_05--20180901-115453-0-.pngAll: ..............................

She then noticed a handwriting trail of teeny tiny words and sentence beside the margin of the picture. Ichabod frowned in confusion as he stared closer at the margin, before he could finally see clearly of this mysterious note. ''Ichabod and his friends looked at each other. Ichabod then took a deep breath and immediately skimmed through the notes with great care.'' Abbie gulped nervously and she quickly realized the method to stop Howe and his undead army.
 * Abbie: What's this in the margins?
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09553DDSEFM4-0SQRXMD.pngIchabod: It's Washington's handwriting.
 * Ichabod: "All our methods built inside Howe's primal tomb, his secrets lie."
 * Sister Mary Eunice: "Methods"? Meaning how to defeat Drugurs?

<p style="text-align:center;"> - Abbie: The answer must be in Howe's tomb. 

Just then, Abbie remembered something and raised her index finger immediately. ''Abbie swiftly turned around and fetch a plastic bag on the table behind her. There were shattered bones inside them. They were shattered when Abbie fired her bullet to Howe, breaking his hand even for a brief period before his hand regenerated. However, those fragments remained on the ground, where they were later recollected by Abbie.'' ''Ichabod nodded and then, he thought about the recent killing and mutilation, said to be La Gloton or other similar killers' works. Some had occured before Howe could revived, and there must be some connections between those murders and Howe's revival. Sister Mary Eunice nodded as she listened to Abbie's words, looking at the bone fragments of Howe.'' ''Just then, everyone heard another voice similar to Tweedledum, but is much less laidback and much more composed. It was Tweedledee, who walked into the room with an ice cream in his hand.'' ''Ichabod and Abbie looked at each other with concern and they immediately went out of the room. Sister Mary Eunice immediately turned to the Tweedle Bros and blinked.'' ''Tweedledee immediately walked towards Sister Mary Eunice and made a pose that shone with light. Sister Mary Eunice and Tweedledum looked at Tweedledee with bewilderment.'' Tweedledee shook his head and chuckled. Sister Mary Eunice and Tweedledum then fell speechless.
 * 【风骨】Bones.S11E0-00_04_10--20180422-204103-5-.pngod: Hmm, yes... Dr. Brennan told me that the team of Jeffersonian discovered it in the city of Phidadelphia, dated 1812.
 * Abbie: But this riddle mentions a  primal tomb ... meaning Howe was interred somewhere else first.
 * Ichabod: Question is, how do we find it?
 * Abbie: How about these?
 * Abbie: Howe's bones from the maosuleum. FBI forensics can carbon-date them, provide a soil analysis, and narrow down to location.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: So Howe is the quarry, but we all believe that the architect of this scheme is La Gloton .
 * Tweedledee: They want to raise fear, definitely, and they have chosen the perfect night, guys. They choose Halloween. The whole town will be on the street. If we don't stop these Drugurs by then, hundreds of people will die. 
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Oops, now they're on the move. What should we do then?
 * Tweedledee: Don't worry, Sister. When we faces those whatever monsters invading our place, no matter it's Drugur or not, we shall stand forward and yell at them, " WE'RE NOT AFRAID OF YOU! "
 * Sister Mary Eunice: You mean, it can make us win?
 * Tweedledee: Not really, but it can make us die with dignity!

Purgartory
<p style="text-align:center;"> 10 minutes later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Purgatory 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Moloch's Lair 

''Knelt herself in front of Moloch in her demonic form, Phyllis lowered her head and closed her eyes, showing modesty in front of the demon king. Not long ago, she was summoned into Moloch's own lair, as the demon king wanted her to report her progress.'' ''Moloch silently sat on his throne listening to Phyllis' report. Phyllis remained humble in front of Moloch, but she can't help herself from showing a smirk smile, before licking her lips. Moloch noticed this, but he didn't get angry with her.'' ''Moloch spoke in his daily emotionless and composed tone, but some fit of rage could be sensed by anyone who is sensitive. In contrast to Moloch's constant poker face, which showed not even the slightest sign of emotions, Phyllis' slasher smile still hanged on her face. She didn't shy away from showing her estacy.'' ''All of a sudden, as soon as Phyllis finished, Moloch's eyes started to glow red in the darkness. Phyllis held her tongue immediately and closed her eyes, realizing she had showed her desire too much in front of .'' ''Moloch didn't punish Phyllis as the latter whimpered in horror. Phyllis still knew that Moloch was much more powerful than her even if he was stuck inside this place known as Purgatory, weakened and deformed. She knew her place as his enforcer.'' Phyllis then slowly stood up, but she still didn't look at Moloch straight into his face. Phyllis then slowly tapped her chin with her index finger. ''Listening to Phyllis' words, Moloch then nodded in satisfaction and started to chuckle. It was actually unsettling to hear that a demon, who is constantly emotionless, began to chuckle, although it sounded bitter and robotic.'' Phyllis then closed her eyes and nodded in modesty. Then, all of a sudden, Phyllis' eyes started to flash in yellow light as she opened her lids. Phyllis paused one second before she went on to explain while flipping her hair. Moloch then nodded as he returned back to his original cold personality. Phyllis then smiled and walked back cautiously, nodded.
 * Eabce3281a2e167a3b187102ebc77762_69997251_p0_master1200.jpgPhyllis: Master, the souls are gathered underneath your throne, to bring forth the return of Death.
 * Phyllis: So far, so good. Everything is going according to our plans. The swarm of drugurs will raise enough fear and death when the bell of Halloween rings. I'm also helping him, by adding some "sauce".
 * Moloch: I see. I can see your pulsive desire in your mind, and that's why humanity has its own dark side, even some hypocrites cannot even admit that.
 * 9-2-demon-transparent.pngPhyllis: Isn't that right? A criminal who admits their sins shall be much better than a hypocrite who tries to weasel their crimes away. Thanks to you, Master, I saw through the Order of Flourish's lies and sees the truth. You're the only one who shows me the truth, that truth which drives Sleepy Hollow into such a skeptical state. Eventually, I'll eat my fill upon their body, their spirit and whatever they hold dear, making them suffer. Isn't that--!!
 * Phyllis: I'm sorry, Master! I was too...
 * Moloch: You've got to be careful, Phyllis. That could be dangerous.
 * [[File:Scathach_fate_grand_order_and_fate_series_drawn_by_suishougensou_c6a94e7d5e5bba811f0b9cd450fcf461.jpg|thumb|340px]]Phyllis: Don't worry, sir. I remember our deal. The point is, our actions will gain enough souls for the Horseman of Death to rise again.
 * Phyllis: After the last encounter with some mysterious warrior... that red-haired girl named Katarina Couteau... the Horseman had hid himself away inside the lake until we gain enough souls for it to return. If my plans work out smoothly, the Horseman will rise again at Halloween... He needs fresh souls as I need fresh meat, Master.
 * Phyllis: The Horseman is our real trump card, and those Hessians, monsters and even Howe shall be our own pawn... No, our  sacrificial lambs ... to raise Death back, so that the others will follow him.
 * MolochSupernatural.jpgMoloch: Hmm... very well, but don't expose youself so easily. Those people are still wary of their actions, Phyllis. Any rash move can compromise our plan.
 * Phyllis: Don't worry, Master. As far as I know, most of the Order of Flourish are devastated, and they no longer cared about La Gloton. They only cared about dealing with you, Master, since you're a even more notable threat to them, while I'm just a petty and sloppy serial killer on their radar, but I'll still be careful.
 * Just_another_bloody_knife_by_sameeman-d2za2o7.jpgPhyllis: By the way, Master, the rumors is spreading across the town, and the police would deal with it as soon as possible in order to push down the smoldering ash before it ignites into flames of mass panic, keeping people from Sleepy Hollow at bay. In addition, there's a copycat... or at least, someone with the identical MO to La Gloton but with different agenda... in the town and murdering people. Some police are now convinced that this killer is truly responsible for those murder I committed, in these days...
 * Phyllis: ... and in nearly a decade ago .
 * X00_00_01-X-20180307-09553DDMENKDE4D-0Z.pngPhyllis: Therefore, I'll rather exploit such a chance. When the task of Howe is done, whether or not it succeeded, the Horseman will still carry on what he's left behind. From what we've know, Ichabod Crane needs to make a long, long list to label all those he messed about. Then, let Andy Brooks do the job. It's been a long time since I've seen him, Lord Moloch.
 * Moloch: Brooks will be set in motions as now he's hiding inside the town. I'm rather feeling pity towards General Howe, who could've be another trump card of mine. Sadly, time changes and people changes. Ever since the beginning, the colonial army and the British Empire are all pawns in my hand. However, the new era has begun and new problems is accumulating. We need newer and better methods to raise Hell on Earth.
 * Phyllis: As you wish, Master.

<p style="text-align:center;"> - Phyllis: As for the suspicions pinned on me, I'll deal it with my own way... 

Earth
<p style="text-align:center;"> 10 minutes later  <p style="text-align:center;"> Sleepy Hollow  <p style="text-align:center;"> Westchester County Sheriff's Department  <p style="text-align:center;"> Abbie's Office 

''Sitting on a bench while staring at the window, Ichabod kept quiet and sat motionless. He was sleeping, but somehow his eyes were wide opened.'' ''The recent events were all connected to dark pasts, either his or Abbie's. All of those threats he met before - Michael Langdon, the Headless Horseman, Christine, the Whispering Wraith, a deranged killer possessed by a dark knife... and now this, General Howe.'' All of a sudden, Ichabod felt stunned feelings on his spine as he heard a deep and dark voice - a female voice that is fairly familiar to him - coming deep into his head, before he felt himself being dragged into a deep black hole all of a sudden. ''Ichabod mumbled in confusion, but he could just mumble. The power soon dragged him into the deep hole underneath him and devoured him...''
 * ???: [Crane...]
 * Ichabod: You?

Ichabod's Dream
<p style="text-align:center;"> ??? 

<p style="text-align:center;">' Garden? Meadow? '

''When he heard a loud "bang", Ichabod suddenly gasped and opened his eyes. He slowly struggled himself to get up and found himself in a strange place. He no longer sat on the armchair, and he was no longer in the office of Abbie, either.'' ''Ichabod stood up slowly and saw pedals flowing on the sky, with several flying bees dancing in the air. One of the bees flew in a bizzarre pattern, before it landed on someone's index finger - a woman's index finger.'' ''The woman is very tall, as tall as Ichabod himself, and she has dark hair and pale skin. She then turned back, and her appearance immeditaely surprised Ichabod. It was Christine Van Bilj, who was... or is ... Ichabod's rival ever since childhood.  Christine nodded in a calm and cold composure, and Ichabod started to feel chill on his spine.'' Christine's sharpened eyes figuratively peeled through  the skin of Ichabod, and then more bees started to gather around Christine, as she stared at Ichabod in a mixture of confusion and smug feelings. ''Christine remained motionless. Sighed, Ichabod then sharpened his gaze once more and stared into the eyes of Christine.'' ''Before Ichabod mentioned Colin, Christine remained adamant and cool as a cucumber, until she heard Ichabod mentioning Colin. All of a sudden, Christine immediately flinched in a flying terror and sharpened her gaze.'' ''Becoming mentally unstable, Christine trembled in terror and guilt, much to Ichabod's confusion as he stared at her, watching her face started to flash between her normal face to a much more hideous and insectoid appearance. However, she soon relented and started to reveal a sad look.'' ''Christine then walked closer, apporaching Ichabod as she started to regain her composure. Her face turned much more cold, callous and menacing.'' Ichabod gulped as Christine leaned towards him, and their eyes met together.
 * Ichabod: Where... where am I?
 * ???: Ohohoho... we met again, Crane. Welcome to my garden.
 * Ichabod: No, you... you're dead.
 * Christine: I'm dead, unceremoniously, yes. Now, you're looking at nothing but a shard memory of me inside the mind of yours... but this time, in a way, we meet again.
 * Ichabod: Christine, I want to ask you something. I once had my doubt that Christine... whom we fought against inside the Mirror World... Is that really you?
 * Christine: What do you mean, Crane?
 * Ichabod: As far as I know, Christine, you're supposed to be an impressive fighter, but you prefer to be a strategist. What is more, is you really try to gain your own pleasure and gain on your experiments? I thought you were trying to conquer the world.
 * Ichabod: Tell me, does you really gain pleasure from killing your OWN BROTHER who tried to revive you, Christine!?
 * Christine: What do you mean? I gain pleasure from killing MY OWN BROTHER!? That wasn't me, that was...
 * Christine: That's none of your business. Yes, I killed Colin, but it was because of my own problem... The thing you fought in the Mirror World is actually another creature taking over my husk, and it drove me into fractrcide. It took over me when I discovered my father's plans on we siblings. I only regained my sense after my death, thanks to you, but I'll be back... and I'll get rid of it in the afterlife.
 * Christine: However, I know all of your sins. Now, my original self is in Purgatory, reading through both of our sins. Your treachery towards the Great Britain, and to your family, cannot be forgiven. You also failed to protect your wife. You suspected her of being responsible for the beheading.
 * Christine: You made a long list on your sins, and now, who did you succeeded to protect? Who will forgive you for every sin you've committed throughout the years? Remember? You're awakened because your blood is linked with the Horseman of Death.

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Christine: You can't even take him down and he cannot kill you either. You and him shall be tied for eternity until one of you paid for their sins. You shan't live it down yourself. '

Ichabod narrowed his gaze and started to step back, turn around and no longer faces Christine. Christine smiled as the wind blown harder, blowing the pedals onto the sky and making her figure blurry. Ichabod was horrified and then he turned back, widening his gaze as his vision towards Christine started to faze.
 * Ichabod: I did unforgivable sins, but I don't think it's long list. I don't think it's a wrong choice fighting for Patroits. Your idealism of tyranny is just faulty.
 * Christine: That's just what you think.
 * Christine: The consequences of your sins are much greater than you think. You're... not even awared of some of them, but your sins are just your sins. You'll plagued by your conscience  when you watch your beloved friends died ONE AFTER ANOTHER! 

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Christine: One of you will die first, Crane... Either you... or A̦̙b̩͝b̡̤̳į̬̬͓͚ͅe̴̠̺ ͎̼̯̱̱M̝̳͜i̠͘l̤l̲ͅṣ͚̹̱̱̝̭.̴̤̙ '

Real Life
''Calling Ichabod's name, Abbie stood by Ichabod as the latter started to wake up. Ichabod immediately woke up and looked at Abbie in confusion.'' ''Ichabod still thought about what Christine told him in his dream, even though he started to regard it as only a dream... or perhaps like Katrina, Christine appeared in Ichabod's dream...  again ... is for a reason. In spite of this, the problem that concerned Howe was a lot more important, so Ichabod just kept it in mind.'' ''Calmly, Abbie then looked at a sheet of paper on the table, which had the mark of the Hessians drawn on it. Beside it, it has a paragraph copied from one of the articles about La Gloton. Cautiously, Abbie stared at the paragraph. She frowned her eyebrows.'' Nodded, Ichabod narrowed his gaze and bit his lips. Abbie widened her eyes and took a nervous deep breath, as Ichabod went on. Abbie somehow got even more nervous and started to clench her fist. ''Ichabod suddenly stopped describing. He saw Abbie's abnormal state started to become obvious.'' Abbie suddenly had a shock and immediately returned back to her sense once more. ''Listening to Abbie's words, Ichabod had a relief. He nodded and stood up from his chair. He looked at another newspaper, bought just today, detailing that there were reports of zombies seen in the recent murder case. However, according to the article, the police just dismissed those zombies as a disguise of the real killer.'' ''As soon as he simmed the photo a witness captured, Ichabod recognized the blurry zombie figure on the photo. It was a redcoat soldier, probably not Howe, but one of his many undead soldiers he raised.'' Abbie crossed her arm in disappointment. ''Ichabod went into silent. He remembered the day after Christine's apparent demise, Selina came visited him and asked him to join a secret organization. Ichabod hasn't been replied ever since as he was cautious, even with the letter of Washington and Betsy Ross. Ichabod suspected that Selina did this out of protection, since she didn't want Ichabod to get into a trouble to some enemy they didn't know.'' ''Ichabod lifted his eyebrows. He was right about Selina, and so they should concentrate more on the problems with General Howe, which the authority would never deal with due to extreme skeptism. Ichabod just can't get along well with skeptical people.'' Abbie then started to move striaght into the point about what she discovered. ''Two weeks... that would be too late since La Gloton, the mysterious copycat (if he or she is really a copycat instead of La Gloton, as many police believed) and Howe were trying to kill people in the town... When Halloween approached one or two days later, the result would be devastating...  Maybe this night is the night . However, all of a sudden, Ichabod lifted his eyebrowse when he had an idea.'' ''Ichabod just learned an new phrase during his days in Jeffersonian's, although he felt it was rather... literally strange to pronounce.'' Ichabod then the card key on Abbie's table.
 * Abbie.pngAbbie: Crane? Crane!
 * Ichabod: Lieutenant?
 * Abbie: Stop daydreaming. Sorry that takes so long. I had to go do some diggings. I see you're doing some diggings on your own... or should I say lurking?
 * Ichabod: Oh, hardly. I just try to figure out how to convince Captain Irving and other police that the incidents of Howe and La Gloton are actually connected.
 * Abbie: There's hardly anyone that would believe in you, Crane. Many of the police, along with this whole town's citizens, just blind themselves like I have been. You don't really believe that... La Gloton is...
 * Ichabod: Yes, I know. I thought for awhile on this... There's only one reason how La Gloton knows about General Howe's remains... as well as the Drugur Stone. If he or she is behind Howe's revival like we believed, La Gloton...  is also a follower of Moloch .
 * Ichabod: However, like I said, there's hardly any evidence that could ever convince everyone that La Gloton is a follower of Moloch, the demon behind the Headless Horseman. Many authority today just follows the normal state as a habit and cannot accept any anomaly.
 * Ichabod: The only thing is that the trace of La Gloton's first murder could only be traced back into eight years ago, and there's no ritualistic meanings behind the killing. Therefore, there's no fair evidence to support this kind of theory. 
 * Ichabod: Lt. Mills? Are you all right?
 * Abbie: I'm okay. It's just... I just talked to Selina Sarandon about the trace of General Howe's bones, as well as the possible involvement of La Gloton in it. Selina was rather surprised, and she was also... rather disappointed that I didn't figure out who La Gloton. Like we both know, the evidence is not enough. Nevertheless, Selina told us that we would find a way to deal with Howe, while she and the police find the hidden killer . It's apparent that she believed us, but I don't think she's enough to make a difference.
 * Ichabod: No one can make a difference, because the killer... uses others to do their job. La Gloton is sly. He or she hides her own identity, leaves no loose ends and exploits the recent case of possibly a copycat killer, so that they shall let Howe and his army kill people for them in these days.
 * 70384955_p0_master1200.jpgIchabod: As for Ms. Sarandon's idea, well, that's brilliant. I mean, really. I hate to admit this, but she's actually right. I still don't gain any trust from most of the police, and telling them about La Gloton's involvement with Howe's resurrections shall resulted in nothing.
 * Abbie: Already resulted into nothing. There's currently no plans are carried out to restrict townspeople from celebrating Halloween, and there's probably won't be any... She's so nailed on the case and tried to hunt down La Gloton for herself, and I don't know why she didn't help us on the problems of Howe.
 * 70289057_p12_master1200.jpgAbbie: And of course, she also stated that La Gloton is far too insidious for us, and Howe is a much more obvious and horrible threat. She might trusts in us so she made us to do the job. Besides, we have Sister Mary Eunice and the Tweedle Brothers on our side, and the only thing we need to dig out is the method to take down Howe.
 * Ichabod: She's right. She's dealing with a much more insidious problem that plagued the town, and we don't know anything on La Gloton other than their MO. It's also hard to convince people around Selina to do the job to take care of Moloch. Think about it, there's no search warrent for a dangerous Headless Horseman, much less a zombie army, but we cannot give up.
 * Abbie: And now, for the discoveries. The lab here cannot trance the location of Howe's "primal tomb." We don't have the equipment. I could send it to DC, but that'd be a two-week turnaround.
 * 305Promo2.jpgIchabod: Perhaps our new friends at the Jeffersonian Institute could be of assistance. Dr. Brennan claimed to be the premiere forensic analyst in the country. Now, it might be an opportunity for her and Agent Booth to... "Throw down."
 * Abbie: And with their help, we might be able to find the tomb by nightfall.
 * Ichabod: I navigate. You drive.

<p style="text-align:center;"> 5 hours later  <p style="text-align:center;"> Washington 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Jeffersonian Institute 

''Back into the Jeffersonian's, in a bright sunny days, the working partners, Agent Seeley Booth and Dr. Temperence Brennan, had walked into the halllway in order to meet with Ichabod and Abbie. Booth still kept calm on his face, but Brennan cannot hide her surprise to see Ichabod and Abbie coming back to them.  Ichabod and Abbie swiftly walked into the hallway as the automatic door wind opened and both Booth and Breannan aprroached them.'' Booth smiled casually, but Brennan seemed to be very worried. ''Ichabod only said this before he stopped. He almost spilled out that the daughter of Dr. Brennan has the same first name as his most fiery rival;  Christine .'' Trying to keep everyone away from missing the point, Abbie then showed the back of Howe's bone fragment to Booth and Brennan. ''Abbie handed the bag to Brennan. Booth then stared at the bag with curiousity. Abbie and Ichabod silently watched as the two were discussing whatever Ichabod and Abbie bought with them.''
 * Ichabod: Greetings on this All Hallow's Eve.
 * 305Promo20.jpgAbbie: Apologies for showing up unannounced like this.
 * Booth: Yeah.
 * Brennan: I... I trust this will be a short visit? We have a five-year-old at home who still has alterations needed for her Jane Goodall costume.
 * Ichabod: Yes, I seem to recally you have two children.
 * 305Promo19.jpgBooth: Her brother's going as a chimp, but that is if we get back in time.
 * Abbie: Hey, you said we could give you a call if we needed your help?
 * Booth: Didn't think it would be that soon. What's that?

Act 6 - The Primal Tomb
<p style="text-align:center;"> 10 minutes later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Dr. Brennan's Lab 

''With the preperations for examination completed, Ichabod and Dr. Brennan started to check Howe's bone fragments. Dr. Brennan then picked a piece of bone carefully with a pair of tweezers.'' ''Ichabod stood nervously and uncomfortably beside Dr. Brennan. It's almost impossible for him to be her long-term partner, since their minds can't even match together on the same channel.'' Feeling that Dr. Brennan hardly believed what he had deduced, Ichabod took a deep breath and tried to find a way to win his debate. Dr. Brennan narrowed her gaze and gave Ichabod a deadpan face. ''Ichabod took a deep breath. He didn't feel that Dr. Brennan has ever agree with him, but he had no evidence to disprove her point, so he then chose questioning instead.'' Brennen smirked and gave her answers quite swiftly. Patiently listening to Dr. Brennan's words in the debate between them, Ichabod then smirked as well. ''As Brennan started to explain, all of a sudden, the bell rang and Ichabod was "saved by the bell" once more, or he and Dr. Brennan's debate will go far from over. He was rather relieved by that. He looked at Dr. Brennan approaching the computer and started to click the keys on keyboard. Ichabod approached her as soon as the information appeared onscreen.'' Ichabod took a deep breath as he thought about the informations he recently read in the archive rooms after Captain Irving permitted him to use it, especially on the terms of modern American History. Then, in a stunned face, Ichabod and Dr. Brennen stared at each other. Dr. Brennen frowned in confusion as Ichabod went on explaining. Ichabod felt so excited and relieved that he almost went on dancing, but he immediately calmed down before he could raise his hands above his head. ''Ichabod then shook hand with Dr. Brennen as she stared at him with confusion. He turned around and began to walk away, but Dr. Brennan asked him to stop.'' ''Panicked, Ichabod immediately stopped and turned around once more, with noticable irritation. He hardly had any time as Howe's army could cause threat at any moment, including this night. However, as he tried to make a preperation as soon as possible, Dr. Brennan asked... not asked,  demand ... her to be a part of the search crew. Ichabod widened his eyes and stared at Dr. Brennan, as the latter gave him a deadpan once more.'' ''Gulped, Ichabod then brushed off a drop of sweat of his head. He could hardly say no by saying he and Abbie were dealing with a group of zombies and a faceless serial killer behind. She would deduce him as crazy. Therefore, Ichabod had no alternative choice.'' ''This day, October 30, is known as the Devil's Night, and according to the files, La Gloton committed his or her last known murder on the Devil's Night, eight years ago, murdering a woman named Hestia, and if the killer is really behind this, they would start the massacre on this day, just one day before Halloween. Anyway, Ichabod knew he and his friends must prepare for the worst. The earlier they prepared, the more upperhand he would gain to defeat Howe.''
 * Brennan: Your lab only analyzed the cortical surface, but, over centuries, components of the coffin can be absorbed into the cancellous bone.
 * Ichabod: Which we could use to identify Howe's initial burial site.
 * [[File:755px-Official_Presidential_portrait_of_Thomas_Jefferson_(by_Rembrandt_Peale,_1800).jpg|thumb|340px]]Brennan: I applaud your scientific instincts, but your theory that the Founding Fathers buried Howe twice is... questionable, at best.
 * Ichabod: Well, the Founders held all manner of superstition. In fact, your institution's namesake - Thomas Jefferson - once reported contact with an alien species.
 * Brennan: Well, Jefferson was brilliant. He also had the scientific knowledge of a contemporary fourth grader.
 * Ichabod: ...................
 * 305Promo21.jpgIchabod: You do not believe in the grander mysteries of the universe, but what of faith, art, and love? Are these merely numbers?
 * Brennen: Faith results from our fear of death, art from our ability to discern an attractive mate, and love from our need to procreate.
 * Ichabod: Dr. Brennan, the way you looked at Agent Booth, is far more than just procreation.
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_22_55--20180911-114019-0-.pngBrennan: Hmm, actually, procreation plays a significant part in our relationship...
 * Brennen: Oh, that's interesting... This bone contains particulates of, uh... quartz and feldspar.
 * PetraSandStoneRock-cut_tombs.jpgIchabod: Conponents of sandstone?
 * Brennen: The composititon matches samples from two quarries, one in Seneca, Maryland, and one in Montgomery. 
 * Ichabod: Only one structure shares stone from both those quarries...
 * Ichabod: It's the Capitol Building.
 * Ichabod: Washington wished his tomb to be built within the very foundation of the building itself.
 * Brennen: A tomb that was never used?
 * Ichabod: So, your work suggests the Founders used Washington's empty tomb to conceal Howe's actual grave site... Oh...
 * Ichabod: Dr. Brennen, Lt. Mills and I deeply appreciate your assistance.
 * Brennan: Wait! You... you just posited the existence of what may be an astounding archelogical find! I demand to participate in your research. 
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_23_47--20180911-121813-1-.pngBrennan: Hmm?
 * Ichabod: Uh, I... I was just about to propose the very same.

<p style="text-align:center;"> Now, Ichabod could only hope that Dr. Brennan would not be a burden. 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile  <p style="text-align:center;"> Research Office 

While Ichabod and Brennan finishing their discussion and debates, Abbie was taking notes in front of a computer, the notes about all the results of the research she was doing. ''Seeley Booth took two cups of coffee and went into the room, only finding Abbie focusing on taking notes, being to focused to ever notice him. Confused, Booth put the coffee on the table. He then sat beside Abbie as she turned her head and look at him.'' Abbie then continued to take her notes, but Booth was still confusingly peered at her. ''Abbie finished her notes and gave Booth a cryptic look. Unlike the debate between Brennan and Ichabod, which seemed uncomfortable, Booth and Abbie chatted relaxingly like a mere daily chat.'' ''The name of Corbin struck a cord in Abbie's mind. Her mentor, the late Sheriff August Corbin, had been on the investigation of Sleepy Hollow mysteries for many years, and eventually he was killed. Abbie started to remind herself all the days she spent with her mentor, and his death really changed her, if encountering that demon in the woods never changed her enough.'' Booth began to understand what Corbin meant and nodded. ''Abbie nodded and fell into thoughts and silence once more, but then she heard footsteps coming towards her. She lifted her head and saw Dr. Brennan and Ichabod walking all the way towards her and Booth.'' Abbie was quite surprised to see Dr. Brennan standing beside Ichabod, who was visibly fraustrated. Booth nodded, knowing how stubborn his wife can be, even if she's missing a point in Ichabod's request. Booth had no choice to agree with Brennan, so he stood up and petted Ichabod's sleeve. Booth followed Brennan out of the room, while Abbie and Ichabod could only face to face with each other in uneasy faces, before they followed the duo and left.
 * Booth: Right, okay, you got to help me out here.
 * Booth: You called in a favor to solve some... Uh, what is it? Um... Two-bit historical mystery?
 * 305Seeley1.pngAbbie: History is important. Somebody's got to keep the record straight.
 * Booth: Okay, so what do you say? We keep it straight? What is it really all about? You're trying to solve some off-book, uh, investigation or something?
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_24_22--20180915-202615-0-.pngBooth: You're one of August Corbin's proteges. I'd still have your back.
 * Abbie: First day on the beat, Corbin told me... that most of the real work you do is outside the job; that worked in the local PD, but at the Bureau...
 * Booth: That's... that's a whole new level.
 * Abbie: I've dreamt for this for years, to become a FBI Agent, but I don't want to mess up my shot after I'm done with everything Corbin left behind.
 * Booth: So why don't you trust Corbin? He knew what you had. You need to believe that.
 * Brennan: We have a lead on Howe's tomb. Are we ready to go?
 * Abbie: All of us?
 * Ichabod: Negotiation is not really Dr. Brennan's nature.
 * Booth: She doesn't like negotiating.
 * Brennan: This could be a historical-making discovery... or it could prove Mr. Crane dead wrong.  I'm comfortable with either outcome. 
 * Booth: You're always "confortable."
 * Booth: Okay, uh, what do you say we do this, Crane? Nice coat. Come on. Which way we're going? Come on. Which way?

<p style="text-align:center;"> 1 hour later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Capitol 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Basement 

''It wasn't took long before Ichabod, Abbie, Brennan and Booth arrived in Capitol. They successfully avoided the security's suspicion via permit, and they snucked themselves into the room underneath the Capitol Building. Abbie led the group and went into the basement. Booth and Brennan were at the rear of the group, looking at the dusty basement which had been abandoned for more than two centuries.'' ''Abbie prepared her pistol and pushed the iron gates open, and Ichabod followed her lead with a torch in his hand. She led the grop passing through a tunnel to a more opened area.'' ''Then, after arriving in a small room, the group started to find out clues inside the room, starting with the wall. Booth found two bronze decorations in a shape of sun covered in ivy. However, one of them had a notch on it while the other one had not.'' Booth pointed his torchlight at one of the bronze symbols and turned to the other one. ''Curious, Booth and Brennan approached to the symbol with the notch, leaning closer at it in bewilderment. The notch was looked like a keyhole.'' ''Abbie took a closer look and narrowed her gaze. She felt its shape were peculiar... like a ring of some sort. Then, all of a sudden, she took a look at Ichabod's silver ring, the Ring of Freemasonry.'' ''Before the theory popped up and took over her head, Abbie calmed herself so that she shall never miss the point. Then, she narrowed her gaze and took a deep breath.''
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_27_42--20180916-202436-0-.pngAbbie: Sorry, we couldn't take the tour.
 * Ichabod: This was everything the Founding Fathers dreamt of.
 * Destroyed_room_02_speedy_by_u2644-d3eue0q.jpgBooth: Great, a musty old basement, huh?
 * Abbie: A basement is never just a basement with the Freemasons.
 * Booth: Hold on...
 * Booth: Okay... That symbol there has no notch, but this symbol has a notch.
 * Brennan: Its placement calls to mind a keyhole. It's not just rounded. It's a few centimeters deep.
 * Abbie: (think) * The ring... as well as Crane's participant in the Revolutionary War... Could it be... *

<p style="text-align:center;"> - Abbie: Crane, your ring. 

Ichabod was surprised and looked at his index finger, before he took off his ring, but not before he gave his bottle of water to Brennan and gave the torch to Abbie. ''Ichabod pressed the key into the keyhole. Much to Abbie's surprise, as well as the baffle from Booth and Brennan, Ichabod's ring perfectly fit the keyhole. Ichabod then held the ring still and started to spin the symbol, which began to spin with it clockwise...'' ''With a loud "bang" as Ichabod took the ring down, the door opened by sliding to the left. Booth and Brennan immediately threw their baffled expression away, and began to cheer. Abbie, however, looked at Ichabod's ring as he put the ring on.'' ''Abbie didn't notice anything about Ichabod's ring before, but this drawn her curiousity about Ichabod's past, the more of his past. Isn't there something he was yet to tell her, since she never even asked?'' ''Brennan's comments interrupted Abbie's mind. Abbie then raised her torch and viewed the large room with it. The room was large, full of granites, with a large stone coffin resting in its center. Ichabod sighed and gave a sacarstic comment on Brennan's reaction, as the latter almost had her jaw opened by this room which never seen before.'' ''Brennan and Booth were both curious about the room and started to survey it. Ichabod took the chance and pulled Abbie closer to him. Abbie quickly forgot about Ichabod's ring and began to listen to Ichabod's words.'' Abbie rolled her eyes in disappointment, as Dr. Brennan approached to the stone coffin, before she discovered some blurry runes on its surface suddenly. ''Brennan's words interrupted Ichabod and Abbie's conversasion, so Ichabod immediately went to see if Dr. Brennan discovered something. He and Brennan both pointed their torchlights to the runes.'' ''Booth turned around in fraustrastion, being bedazzled by such coincidence right in front of him. Nevertheless, he suddenly stepped on a button on the ground, surrounded by the surface of a star-shaped pattern on the ground.'' ''Unawared he was stepping on a button, Booth looked down while being baffled, but a second later, a noise of metal and chains moving started to echo the entire room. Everyone were startled and looked around. Instantly, before everyone could react, a iron wall rolled down between the coffin and where Abbie & Booth were standing, spliting the group into two halves.'' ''Booth tried to reach Ichabod and Brennan, but it was too late. Abbie wasn't able to get pass before the door blocked her way.'' ''With a loud thud, the seperated group were trapped in a strained situation, as the room was split into two halves. Ichabod and Brennan stayed in one part of the room, while Abbie and Booth were trapped in the other half.'' Calling their respective partners, Abbie and Booth started to knock the wall open, but to no avail. Taking a deep breath, Dr. Brennan had to keep herself in a calm state while looking around and hoping to find a way out. ''As Ichabod and Brennan looked around, they heard noises coming from the top - on the ceiling. They peered at the ceiling and saw there were tubes coming from the ceiling... all pointing at them.'' ''The silence and uneasy atmosphere lasted for several seconds. Both Ichabod and Brennan could only watch as the tubes stretching down before it stopped.'' When suddenly---
 * Ichabod: Doctor... Lieutenant... Thank you.
 * All: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 * Abbie: (think) * The Ring of Freemasons... *
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_28_19--20180916-204219-6-.pngBrennan: This is astonishing.
 * Ichabod: And yet... only this morning, it was questionable.
 * Ichabod: (whisper) * Somewhere in here should be the secret to defeating Howe's drugur army. *
 * Abbie: (whisper) * Yeah, well, it'll be hard to find with those two looking over our shoulders... *
 * 【风骨】Bones.S11E0-00_04_10--20180422-204103-5-.pngBrennan: Whoa, did you see this, Mr. Crane?
 * Brennan: These Runes match the markings on the original coffin of Howe.
 * Booth: All right, Abbie, look, this is not off the book... This is off the reservation. 
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_28_45--20180916-205407-8-.pngBooth: Hmm?!
 * Booth: Oh... Whoa...
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_28_48--20180916-210107-9-.pngAbbie: Crane!
 * Brennan: Booth!
 * Abbie: Crane!
 * Booth: "Bones"!
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_28_52--20180916-210442-0-.pngAbbie: Crane? Can you here me, Crane? 
 * Brennan: There must be a gear counterweight operating the wall!
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_29_11--20180916-210957-2-.pngan: Oh...
 * Ichabod: Oh, my... I have a bad feeling about this.
 * Ichabod: ......................
 * Brennan: ......................



<p style="text-align:center;">'' "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" ''

''Blue flares came pouring from the top not far away from Ichabod and Brennan. Startled, they had to bend down and watch as the flare blowing out endlessly. On the other side of the room, Abbie and Brennan saw all this through the small windows on the iron wall, which were all pale blue.'' ''Abbie and Booth started to survey the wall to find out a method, while Ichabod were trying to convince Dr. Brennan to stay down.  Ichabod comforted Brennan as she crouched beside the coffin. Ichabod then opened the bottle and splashed water at the flare. However, like putting out a burning oil via water, the flare bursted out instead of being extinguished.  Ichabod had to step back and crouched himself behind the coffin, in order to avoid the explosion. Abbie leaned at the door and watched in shock.'' ''Ichabod was unhurt. The size of the flame returned back to normal after the explosion, but it still lasted endlessly. Ichabod nervously peered into the bright blue flame, when suddenly, the remaining tubes above him and Brennan started to blew out their tongues of fire, forcing both of them to hide lower.'' ''Ichabod looked at the burning ceilings and tried to avoid the flame harder, but Dr. Brennan was not as panicked as he was. Instead, she began to analysis again.'' ''Ichabod frowned his brows at Brennan's analysing results and looked at the top. Abbie's yelling could still be heard, but it sounded weaker due to the blazing noise.'' Abbie knocked the iron wall in horror. After that, Abbie immediately turned around and stepped forward, but suddenly, she stopped as soon as she heard Booth talking. ''Confused, Booth was pointing at a iron tablet that was apparently divided into six parts. He was puzzled by the strange symbols on this tablet.'' ''Abbie started to introduce the methods to open this lock, but Booth simply gone impatient and groaned. As Abbie was continuing, Booth stepped back further from the tablet, before aiming his gun at it.''
 * Booth: Whoa, wait a second. A fuse had just sparked. We've got to get them out of here.
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_29_30--20180916-212034-4-.pngIchabod: Doctor, stay down.
 * Ichabod: Whoa!
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_29_34--20180916-212213-5-.pngAbbie: CRANE!!!
 * Ichabod: This is no ordinary blaze... I believe this is Greek Fire, a legendary flame that cannot be extinguished.
 * Brennan: The odor indicates a combination of combination of naphthentic and palmitic acids. This... is  napalm .
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_29_58--20180918-185858-0-.pngAbbie: Crane! Crane!
 * Abbie: We've got to get them out of there.
 * Booth: Hold on. What is this?
 * Abbie: Uh, yeah, I saw recording about this kind of lock before... Each button represents an alchemic symbol...
 * Booth: Ugh...
 * Abbie: ... It's like a puzzle. All we have to do is figure it out...

<p style="text-align:center;">' BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! '

''All of an instance, Abbie's talk was interrupted when she heard bullet blast. Booth fired shots on the tablet and blasted every single part on it, revealing it to be nothing but an empty shell behind. Shocked, Abbie raise her hand and widened her eyes. Seeing the lock as empty shell, Abbie could only open her jaw in awe.'' ''Then, when the tablet destroyed and the lock opened, the iron wall reversed back to its former position. The tubes that spewed Greek Fire stopped spewing. Booth widened his eyes to look for Brennan, who was sitting beside Ichabod. Ichabod leaned on the stone coffin and seemed weary.'' ''Ichabod thought that Dr. Brennan, who was almost at the brink between life and death, would be panicked and would regret her rash decisions. Much to Ichabod's surprise, however, he only saw Brennan rushed towards Booth with a happy face, hugging him with sheer excitement.'' ''Ichabod gulped and shivered when he heard Brennen said "extraordinary" in sheer excitement, even if she was about to die. However, Ichabod didn't tell Brennan that he was going to save a town from zombies, blah, blah, blah... and if he did, she won't actually believe in him.'' Brennan's mouth started to babble like a motor, and Booth tried to calm her down from her estacy out of such a grand discovery. Brennan nodded and finally left, with Booth followed her as he waved to Ichabod and Abbie. ''Ichabod watched in silent as those two ended their cross-talking-esque conversation and left the site. Clearly, he and them are in different worlds.'' Ichabod watched as Brennan and Booth walked away, thinking about Brennan's conclusion that the blue flame are burning napalm. (- Moloch: [in Purgatory] AH-CHOO!!!) Ichabod sighed and raised his torch, observing the tubes which spewed blue flame. Abbie raised her head and saw Ichabod's face, and he was apparently not happy with it. Ichabod raised his torchlight again at the tubes.
 * Abbie: Your way works, too.
 * Booth: Right...
 * Ichabod: You insisted on coming, Doctor.
 * Booth: All right, are you okay?
 * Brennen: This... is...  extraordinary ! It's a hidden tomb armed with a precursor to napalm!
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_30_32--20180918-191629-3-.pngBrennan: Do you understand what it means?
 * Booth: I don't know. George Washington is a complete badass?
 * Brennan: No, no, it means we needs to excavate this entire subterreanean installation!
 * Booth: Oh.
 * Brennan: It should be mapped, exhumed... We shouldn't even be here...
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_30_43--20180918-192050-4-.pngBooth: All right, slow down. Okay, we got to go.
 * Brennan: ... We're contaminating the site...
 * Booth: We'll get everything back to the Jeffersonian, okay?
 * Brennan: Let's go, Crane. Get out of here.
 * Ichabod: ........................
 * Abbie: You're not worried about them?
 * Ichabod: Hardly... Dr. Brennan's skeptism is interminable. She'd dismiss Moloch as "a  tall man with skin conditions "...
 * Ichabod: Though we do have cause for worry...
 * Ichabod: I believe I've found the Drugurs' weakness.
 * Abbie: And that's bad because...?

<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Ichabod: We'll have to burn Sleepy Hollow to the ground. ''

3 Hours to the Sunset...
<p style="text-align:center;"> 20 minutes later  <p style="text-align:center;"> Abbie's Car 

".................."

Ichabod's Flashback
<p style="text-align:center;"> Scene from LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow Horseman Saga - Seamstress (Prologue)

''Underneath the Manhattan Island, there were secret tunnels built by the patriots for transferring. On that day, Betsy Ross was leading patriot refugees off the island via this series of hidden tunnels. Holding her torch, Betsy and her team of refugees turned right and then, she saw Ichabod Crane with his torch coming towards her.'' ​Ichabod was very confused. ''​Betsy immediately went on her way and numerous patriots had followed her, holding candles in their hands. He did not know that Howe was deploying something sinister with the help of Van Bilj Family, who were under the control of both Moloch and Lady Van Tassel. They were not facing conventional forces... but a cadre of Drugur made of undead redcoats.''
 * ​Betsy: Crane...
 * Ichabod: Betsy... I come from Howe's encampment. He lives, and he refuses to relinquish the city.
 * Betsy: Our orders have changed. I'm getting out of the city before countermeasures are deployed.
 * HoweAndHisUndeadArmy.pngod: What countermeasures?
 * Betsy: Ichabod, please. There's no time.

The countermeasures Betsy referred to was an ancient substance known as the Greek Fire, which could destroy Howe's Drugur Army.



The Greek Fire was invented by the scientists of Byzantine Empire, and even though its complete production methods had surrounded in mystery, it was believed by many to be some kind of ancient napalm.

''However, the Greek Fire is far more sinister than napalm. It cannot be extinguished by water or by sand. Once unleashed, it burns until nothing remains.''

''Merely hours after the British invaded, just as Howe was checking his army, the city was set ablaze in the Great Fire of New York, the cause of which remained a mystery... until now.''



After transferring the patriot refugees to safety, Betsy ambushed the encampment of Howe alone, and she used a crossbow with fiery arrows ignited by the Greek Fire, killing every undead soldiers.
 * Betsy: RETREAT!

''As the flame started to lose control, Betsy immediately left with her horse and rode all the way towards safety, leaving the entire New York on fire. Howe managed to escape under his minions' protection.''



''The fire destroyed about one third of the city and some non-burned parts of the city were plundered. Many people believed or assumed that one or more people deliberately started the fire, for a variety of different reasons. British leaders accused revolutionaries acting within the city, and many residents assumed that one side or the other had started it.''

The fire had long-term effects on the British occupation of the city, which did not end until 1783.

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''Ichabod finished his telling about how he met Betsy in the tunnel. Abbie took a deep breath and narrowed her gaze, clearly figuring out what was happening.'' Abbie frowned and had to make up a smile on her face, even knowing that Betsy's countermeasure had burnt the entire area into ashes. Abbie nodded and began to feel worried. ''Ichabod nodded in agreement. Howe's reign of terror must be stopped sooner or it'll cause mass panic and bloodshed within the town of Sleepy Hollow.''
 * Abbie: You're saying if the countermeasure was Greek Fire...
 * Ichabod: Yes, Lieutenant, and then we were not facing conventional army. The reason behind the fire was unknown...  until now .
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_32_39--20180918-202541-5-.pngAbbie: Washington had no choice... He was facing a zombie army!
 * Ichabod: Howe and Christine desecrated the dead to build an unstoppable army, one which required an indominable weapon in order to stop it, and now we're faced with a similar dilemma.
 * Abbie: That's not an option.

<p style="text-align:center;"> - Ichabod: Fine, then we'll find another way. 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Archives

''Kneeling inside the hall as she started to hold her rosary, Sister Mary Eunice closed her eyes and started to make her heartfelt pray. She didn't follow Ichabod's step towards the Jeffersonian's, since she wasn't supposed to be there.''

''All of a sudden, she felt something very strange behind her - a rather tingly feelings across her very own spine. That interrupted her prayers.'' Sister Mary Eunice took a deep breath and chose to ignore the mysterious voice, a female voice that was coming from her very own mind. ''Blurry voice kept calling inside Sister Mary Eunice's head. She shut her ears and stopped her prayers, but the voice just kept adding in its volume.'' ''Sister Mary Eunice felt her world started to spin, as some magical energy started to shatter her body. Her body started to flash between her human form and her Angel form back-and-forward, like traffic signals gone wild.'' ''Sister Mary Eunice leaned on a wall and slowly slipped onto the ground like flowing jam. She then clenched her shoulder and started to grind her teeth.'' Then, everything fell into silence and the witch's voice toned down. ''Sister Mary Eunice lifted her head as she felt something was looking at her. All she saw was a pair of eyes, but not like ordinary eyes. The eyes were covered in gray and unclear fluid, as the sockets were surrounded by burnt flesh.''
 * Sister Mary Eunice: God Bless Our Soul...
 * ???: Sister... Sister?
 * ???: This day... This very day... of the demons is when they will attack... at 20:30. It's the very same night of the demons... an anniversary ...
 * ???: Don't ignore it, please. This is a warning. The fate upon your town depends on you, so does the fate of every Salem Descendants in this town...
 * Sister Mary Eunice: WHO ARE YOU!? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?
 * Sister Mary Eunice: If you want me to believe in you, whoever you are, show yourself and tell me who you are!
 * ???: Myself?
 * ???: Then, I'll be honest with it. I hope you can trust me...



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - ???: My name is... CORDELIA... ''

''Sister Mary Eunice took a deep breath down her spine when she heard the witch spoke her name, but the most unsettling scene was the witch's eye. Sister Mary Eunice was startled and stood up, but then, her illusions had disappeared. Sister Mary Eunice looked around and was pretty much confused. It was a dream, after all, and she didn't think it was Katrina haunting her again. It was the presence of another witch, a completely different one.'' ''Sister Mary Eunice then spotted the calander beside her table and was surprised. She saw the date on the calendar, frowning her eyebrows as soon as she discovered such.''
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Cordelia?
 * Sister Mary Eunice: The night of demons...

<p style="text-align:center;"> October 30th

<p style="text-align:center;"> The Devil's Night

Sister Mary Eunice took a deep breath when she discovered the date, when Howe released his all-out-attack, was none other than the day before Halloween, which is still a part of Halloween celebration in Sleepy Hollow. ''Sister Mary Eunice immediately took back her hand as she was about to snatch the phone. Her head was fiercely brainstorming as she found things peculiar. Why did La Gloton - if it's really La Gloton behind all of this - choose the day before Halloween? Is it merely an act to celebrate an anniversary of their previous comfirmed kill?'' ''Suddenly, the clock struck once again. It was five PM, and the sun is setting. Sister Mary Eunice gulped and decided to trust this illusion.'' ''Just then, the telephone rang. Surprised, Sister Mary Eunice went to answer the telephone immediately, hoping it was the call from Ichabod.  Sister Mary Eunice then narrowed her gaze at the clock on the wall.''
 * Maryeunice.pngSister Mary Eunice: It's  tonight ! Crane's speculation is right. I need to...
 * Sister Mary Eunice: But wait...
 * Sister Mary Eunice: (think) * Above all, who is this Cordelia? How and why did she try to warn me? Why did she mentioned the  Salem Descendants ? Is she really a person or my own imagination? *
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Fine, better early than never.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Crane? Yes, it's me... Really? You find the Drugur's weakness? You deployed the tools from Jeffersonian's? That's wonderful. Well, listen, I know this might sounds insane, but...

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Sister Mary Eunice: I believe they're coming tonight, at the Devil's Night. '

<p style="text-align:center;"> 17:00 PM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Some Community 

''Watching people passing by, Phyllis smirked as she stood underneath the tree, watching a young girl opening the door and get trick-or-treating. People in the community were wearing costumes and walking in the streets, and Phyllis never stood obvious among all of them.'' ''Suddenly, a groan from Phyllis' stomach immediately interrupted her thoughts. Phyllis snarled as she glared at her own hungry abdomen.''
 * Sae_niijima_by_anghellic67-dbdhbe5.jpgPhyllis: (narrator) [I once planned to raise the attack at Halloween, so that I can have one more day to kill, but considering now the police is about to find me if I don't end this sooner... plus Halloween is the day of my banquet... so I decide to unleash this attack on the Devil's Night. After all, under the diversion caused by General Howe, Crane or Abbie won't even find me. I can raise enough fear and gather enough soul... to raise the Horseman of Death back to this town. Then, I just need to stop this cycle once more.]
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09553DDMEDNKDE4D-0Z.pngPhyllis: (think) * It was all because of Orlando Orange... If he didn't ask me to start a banquet, I don't even need to participate it myself... Now, executing the plan earlier is much better than risking my own exposure... If there's no such copycat appeared out of nowhere, I would be caught by now... *

''Phyllis clenched her fist and looked at the girl once more. Now, she was wearing her Halloween Costume, or rather, her demonic form, so no one would ever recognize her under that heavy make-up and black dress. She stared at the girl, whose name is April, as the latter raising her sack at her neighbors. The girl's mother was standing behind her.'' The neighbor took his basket full of sweets and gave a large amount of chocolate bars, candies, lollipops and gums into the sack. April raised her head at the neighbor and made a funny face before she turned around. April quickly ran and ran away after making this prank, as her mother calling behind her. ''However, the naughty girl didn't slow down even for a second. She ran and ran as her mother shouting anxiously behind her. Nevertheless, the girl stopped when she saw a tall woman standing underneath the shades of trees. It was Phyllis Peach, now staring at the young girl calmly.'' ''April dropped her bag of candies on the ground. Phyllis noticed this and stared greedily at the bag, but she still kept her composure.'' ''Grinned maliciously, Phyllis extended her hand and picked up the candy bag on the ground. April was struck with fear that she dared not move, as she never met an adult quite chilling like this woman.''
 * Phyllis: So incompetent.
 * April: Trick or Treat!
 * 305LittleGirl.pngApril's mother: What do you say?
 * April: BOO!
 * April: April, slow down! April? April!? April, where are you, sweetie?
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09553DXDMENKE4D-0Z.pngPhyllis: And where is your mother, dear? Your mother worries your a lot, it seems. It'll break her heart of she lost you.
 * Phyllis: Out there, there's a killer, a real bad person. You don't want to lose your life, and you don't want to lose your treats, either.

''Phyllis kept silent for a moment and looked at April, before all of a sudden, her eyes glowed in a chartreuse glow. The girl screamed in horror and ran away, back to her mother and without her candy. Phyllis saw the girl abandoning her candy and was visibly annoyed. She clenched on the bag and sighed.'' Phyllis calmly took the bag away before suddenly, she spotted a mask inside the bag. ''Phyllis turned around as General Howe's shambling body surfaced from the shade. They began to walk away from the cheering crowd. None of the crowd aside from the girl had noticed them, and they passed by the citizens like walking ghosts.'' Howe nodded silently, much to Phyllis' tranquil satisfaction. Phyllis passed the black mask to Howe, who took it and cover his face silently.
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_34_16--20180918-213202-7-.pngPhyllis: I envy you. My former family left me to starve, so I never have any candy when I was a girl.
 * Phyllis: Such a waste.
 * Phyllis: General...
 * Phyllis: Is your army preparing to strike?
 * Phyllis: The killing is for you to do, General, but please allow me to deal with those bodies. I'll help you not to get jeopardized. Soon, when the last sun beam sets...

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Phyllis: ... Go forth and slaughter. '

In the next 20 minutes...

 * Phyllis: Braised Beef Lungs... Chicken Liver Pate... Parmesan Crumbled Lamb Brains... and...



<p style="text-align:center;">Using Howe's army as well as that unnamed organ harvester as decoys, Phyllis successfully prepared more dishes, as well as successfully murdered three more people by herself, while four more were killed thanks to Howe's soldiers, who killed them in a secret way while leaving the corpse for Phyllis to deal with.

<p style="text-align:center;">''She took buisness card from some of them and tracked them down with her demonic ability, in order to take their organs. However, she did some of them by herself, and some of those meat and organs were actually taken from Howe and his soldiers' victims.''

<p style="text-align:center;">''Now, Howe was gaining power from these victims and enhanced his army with it, in order to strike back and seek revenge upon Ichabod. Phyllis, in the meantime, was never actually suspected to be involved with all this, since the organ harvester was still at large.''

Later......
<p style="text-align:center;"> 10 minutes later

<p style="text-align:center;"> Forensics

''Now, deep inside the forensics, there were nearly half a dozen new bodies carried into the room. Irving, Luke, Devon, Selina and Gregory gathered around those corpses, while Devon stared at them and made long and detailed conclusions again.'' Devon then pointed at another body lying on the desk. ''As Devon were analyzing the body, Luke was also checking the forensic reports. Gregory walked pass those bodies and checked them out carefully, as Selina crossed her arms and narrowed her gaze. Irving stood next to her.''
 * Devon: They're all missing different organs. Before, we were looking at waiting lists for a heart and kidney. Now, we're looking at hearts, kidnies,  livers, stomachs, pancreases, lungs...  and this guy, who's missing a spleen !
 * Devon: A spleen! Who the hell needs a SPLEEN TRANSPLANT!?
 * Gregory: Intestines were the only organ missing from this body?
 * Luke: Yes, right, so we're either looking for someone with short bowels or... La Gloton is making sausage.



(Cuts to Phyllis grinding meat and making a string of sausages in her kitchen) ''Irving then walked closer and gazed into the corpses, and none of those people had noticed that Selina lifted her eyes up when she heard Luke saying La Gloton might used them for making sausage. However, she didn't think more.'' Hearing Luke's words, Irving, Selina and Gregory stared at Luke and Devon, as these guys started to make  wrong intepretation  on Chinese cultural taboo with a calm face. (- Narrator: Don't fully believe whatever he intepretated, please. Urban areas of China nowadays does support voluntary donations. Some countryside? That's another story, though. This traditional lecture is set for making everyone to take care of themselves, treasuring the values of life properly for the sake of their parents. That's all.) ''Much to Selina and Gregory's discomfort, Luke and Devon missed the point. They could stared each other and didn't even know what to say. Irving had already gone tired listening to these two saying things that didn't even match the point. He quickly interrupted Luke and Devon.'' ''Irving stopped the discussion and turned to Selina, who stared at the bodies with a blank dismay. By now, Gregory stopped wandering and stood beside Selina.'' ''Trying to force a confident smile, Gregory answered the question in the place of Selina. Now, Selina looked down at her toes in dismay and sighed.'' Gregory stopped smiling and bit his lips hard.
 * Irving: .......................
 * Selina: The killer is apparently selling the organs to someone.
 * Luke: We don't even know if he or she is selling this in the US. They could be exporting them to somewhere like China.
 * Selina: What's between this and China?
 * Devon: I believed the Chinese have a cultural taboo that restricts voluntary donation. "You gotta die with all your parts or you dishonor Mommy and Daddy." (身体发肤，受之父母，不敢毁伤，孝之始也. )
 * Luke: I mean, you could just kill a guy for parts. That doesn't break the taboo.
 * Devon: I was agreeing with you...
 * Irving: Okay, okay!
 * Irving: How many killers?
 * Gregory: At least two.
 * Irving: Are you confident one of them is La Gloton?
 * Gregory: At least one of them, yep.

15 minutes to the Sunset...
<p style="text-align:center;"> 17:45 PM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Archives 

Baffled, Tweedledee looked at his own pistol while scratching his head in confusion, trying to absorb every single information. Speaking in a refined tone, Sister Mary Eunice then looked at a pair of strange weapons on the table, which looked cannons. ''Before Sister Mary Eunice could finish, the door had opened. Ichabod and Abbie rushed into the room with their face filled with alerted expressions.'' Tweedledee pointed at the weapons on the table in confusion, and Ichabod went on explaining. Tweedledum then narrowed his gaze in concern. ''Abbie and Ichabod didn't show panic. They already deployed a gambit in order to get through the problem without burning the town.'' Hearing every plans were deployed perfectly and cannot hiding his pleasure, Tweedledum grinned and immediately waved his arms, in sheer excitement. ''Sister Mary Eunice looked at the window outside and bit her lips. The sun was setting, and she narrowed her gaze in determination.'' The crew then scrambled towards the passage towards the Munition Tunnel.
 * Seven_35.pngTweedledee: Is that really necessary? We can't really believe some sort of witch's mumbling. Are you sure that it isn't your illusion, Sister?
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Better earlier than late, Dee. We must always prepare for the worst, and we need to take care of all sorts of troubles given by La Gloton, if that's really La Gloton behind all of this mess.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Crane told us that we have deployed the weapon used to deal with Howe and his Drugurs, and they'll be here within a few minutes.
 * Abbie: The sun shall sets in 15 minutes, at which point the whole town will be out in the streets.
 * Tweedledee: So what did you call these things?
 * Ichabod: Cheirosiphones. It's a post-Hellenic weapon designed specifically to deploy Greek Fire.
 * Tweedledum: We managed to get the Greek Fire fuel under the Jeffersonian's permission, just under the excuse of research, and we mixed ten gallons of this stuff. However, once it lights, how do we put out the blaze?
 * 707_mystic_messenger_5_by_afiilen-daeys99.gifAbbie: We draw them into the tunnels. If we can contain the Drugur underground, we do not risk burning the town.
 * Tweedledee: Wait, I missed how we get them down there in the first place.
 * Ichabod: I shall be bait. The general loathes me with a sempiternal fervor, and wherever he goes... the Drugurs follow.
 * Tweedledum: All right! We'll take these monsters down tonight, ending their reign of terror for good!
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Very well. Let's move.

<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile 

<p style="text-align:center;"> 30km away 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Sleepy Hollow Train Station 

The train station of Sleepy Hollow is an old and quiant gothic architecture that was built in the middle of the 19th century, and it was later refurnished and used once more in the mid 20th century, keeping its old style.

''In spite of the possiblity that the town was going to get destroyed by a group of zombies, many citizens and tourists didn't know the fact. The train station is still as crowded as usual.'' ''Soon, a steam train arrived in the station and stopped. The door opened, and passengers kept flooded on the platform. A young man, with blue hair and a pair of blue eyes, walked down the street with a blue briefcase.''



<p style="text-align:center;">' - ???: Ahh... it's so good be back here, Sleepy Hollow. '

''The boy turned to look at the train not far away, before he took a large sketch book out of his briefcase, and stedily sat on the ground. He drew a sketch out of a train in 5 minutes, and people passed by him with sheer curiousity.'' ''After finishing his sketch, the young boy put his sketch book back into his briefcase. Just as he was going to leave, he heard someone calling behind him.'' The boy who was called Baccarat was surprised and turned back, to find out a woman with lime hair standing behind him. The woman then shook hand with Baccarat friendly, but her face seemed serious. Lillian nodded in calmness and a thoughtful look. Baccarat pressed his head and started to remember the events that how he met Lillian Lime, but Lillian grabbed his hand. ''Lillian's words made Baccarat surprised. He left the States for too long that he didn't know that Harold Harrison was revoked from his duty.'' ''Baccarat was rather confused. He didn't realize that the woman named Lillian was showing him with such a serious face. The train which arrived a few minutes ago then left the station.'' Lillain narrowed her gaze and clenched Bacarrat's hands in concern. Lillian then led Baccarat towards the exit, with him dragging his blue briefcase and still in bewilderment. Lillian and Baccarat walked side by side towards a black car outside the exit, where a driver was waiting for them. Lillian slightly smirked confidently and went on the car along with Baccarat, who kept quiet for a long time.
 * ???: Is it Mr. Baccarat Bruno?
 * ???: Thank goodness. I thought I wasn't able to meet you today, but thank you for catching up today's last afternoon train. Due to some very complicated problems, I nearly went to Holland when I heard you weren't coming.
 * Baccarat: Good evening. Um, sorry for the late, actually... I know I failed to catch up my last train.
 * ???: Never mind. Good evening. My name is Lillian, the patron of Sleepy Hollow Museum.
 * Baccarat: Uh, nice to meet you, but... do I know you before?
 * Lillian: Just six months ago, but actually you then went abroad to study.
 * Baccarat: Yes, I... Well, let me think, I... Right, I know you, and you introduced me to Mr. Harold Harrison...
 * Lillian: I'm a friend and colleague of Mr. Harold Harrison from the Sleepy Hollow Historical Society, but unfortunately, he no longer works in the Museum.
 * Lillian: We have some secret informations from anonymous people that this town is about to under attack. To ensure our guests' safety, we need to escort you safely to the nearby hotel and leave the Halloween parade.
 * Dfe3b9d3fd1f413453116c8f2e1f95cad0c85e1e.jpgBaccarat: What? I thought you'll take me to the parade?
 * Lillian: Every tourists shall get escorted and leave the parade as far as possible. Don't worry. There's another parade tomorrow night, and you can have fun. Just be patient. Your happiness requires your safety. You're going to study in the Museum and so, we have to protect you, just as we protect other citizens
 * Baccarat: I don't understand. Could you please explain more?
 * Lillian: There's no time. I'll explain to you on the way. Not only from this possible attack, we're also convinced that there's another danger. You know, in your line of age and such a night, it must have been frightening meeting strange people... what with a killer on the loose, carving human body and harvesting their organs.
 * Lillian: But the police have set out to capture him... I believe it's a  him ... A great weight must have been lifted now he is going to be captured, and your perfectly safe.

The Sun is Set...
<p style="text-align:center;"> 18:00 PM  <p style="text-align:center;"> Westchester Police Department  <p style="text-align:center;"> Forensic Department 

''The night falls upon the skyline of Sleepy Hollow. After sharing a talk on the phone with Lillian, Gregory then hung up the phone and sighed with a smile, as he closed his eyes in relaxation.'' Gregory sat on a chair and started to read a book to relax himself, but his peace was broken by another voice coming from behind. ''Gregory clenched his fist and slammed it on the table. The book remained opened. It was a book about every collections in Sleepy Hollow Museum, which is also known as Adams Museum since it was based upon the former residence of John Adams, as it mentioned. The page it showed was the detailed informations of an artist known as  James Colby .'' ''Gregory managed to keep his voice down and yet still try to sternly ask Pedro about it. Hearing this, Pedro smirked in a sly face.'' Gregory narrowed his gaze in confusion. Pedro's words was spoken out of a calm and cold tone, and he kept his well manners while looking into Gregory's eyes. Gregory then put his hand onto his chin and narrowed his gaze. Pedro's pale face lit up with a confident grin. ''Gregory narrowed his gaze and clenched his fist. There were still confusions stirring inside his head.'' Pedro then gave Gregory a smug smirk, much to Gregory's confusion.
 * 0112764524_827006247409331_4608861125138161875_o.jpgGregory: Thank you, Ms. Lime. I understand.
 * Gregory: Mr. Harrison's new student is coming to Sleepy Hollow, the town where his father once resided. Lillian Lime will be here in 5 minutes in preperations to deal with La Gloton, if we ever find anything about this killer... and his possible copycat.
 * Pedro: I failed to understand how and why this young student still needs to return back to the town of Sleepy Hollow. Harold Harrison should take care of him, not us.
 * 69085042_p0_master1200.jpgGregory: He was supposed to, but you drove him away. Now, how could you expect him to be a new talent in our town?
 * Pedro: It's not for the town. It's for the Order of Flourish. It's for your own good.
 * Gregory: My own good?
 * Pedro: As far as I know, this boy has a talent, a talent far more important from the art talents. It's his enhanced feeling of emotions . He is very sensitive to the emotions of wrath, greed, love, despair, mercy and any kind of desires, et cestra. No matter what kind of emotions, he could sense it, even lies and malice, like a shark sensing blood from far, far away.
 * Pedro: According to Leonard, my best friend, that little Lillian told him that this boy, known as Baccarat, is capable of sensing those who were intrested in what he's about to show him, and those who're not.
 * Gregory: I see... So, by enhancing those emotional detection, we can find the emotions we need and fuel them into our next plan... in order to set up the second Feast of Apollo.
 * Pedro: That's right. Actually, Harold would never agree with this, since he is utterly short-sighted. That's why we need to drive him out of Historical Society, and he should never allowed to see the boy in case he told him about our plan in using him. Using this boy named Baccarat is some kind of necessary evil we must commit, or else we cannot make Sleepy Hollow back to normal once more.
 * 20151018100356_HzV8w.jpegGregory: So, I see... this is a part of plan of mine as well, to remove certain emotions from people in order to avoid Moloch's despair from spreading by Zodiac Demons. Now, I know this is about everything we planned before, but why the heck did you put some narcisstic amateur and her hypocritical husband into the museum's leadership instead of Harold?
 * Pedro: You really think that I would rather make them on their position? I hate them as well, can't you see? They're just a duo of stupid couple who just can't stop living in their dreams, but the Order - and the Light Lord shall abandon them when they outlive their usage.



<p style="text-align:center;"> - Pedro: I put them there because of Helene Hawthorn. 

''Gregory narrowed his gaze and gulped. He was now baffled by everything connected to Baccarat, Harold and now Helene.'' Before Gregory could ever finished, Pedro shook his head in impatience as he was fed up with Gregory's constant question. Gregory sighed and turned back when Pedro had shown a smug smirk on his face.
 * 8294_435220973265211_1493880500_n.jpgGregory: Helene? She's also a part of our plan?
 * Gregory: I don't understand... I know Helene has that artifact, but... What's the matter between this and Helene? Why did you want to stir her hate? What's between Helene and Baccarat's role in this plan?
 * Pedro: Stop. Are you Sphinx or something? I'm not interested in a bunch of question, and you'll know the answer now. Gregory, it's time to go home. I heard you have an appointment with Prosecutor Peach tonight, and you need some rest.
 * Gregory: How did he ever know about my appointment... Fine, never mind.

''With his confusion aroused, Gregory then walked out of the room as the door opened. Selina walked in. They nodded to each other, and Gregory left. Selina walked into the room when he saw Pedro standing there.'' Selina was pratically peeved when he saw Pedro stood in front of him, as his face smiled ear to ear. ''Selina stared at Pedro in confusion and anger, but she didn't answer to anything. She merely stared at him with a stony face.'' ''Selina clenched her fist and slammed the table in rage. Surprisingly, her arm had hit a crater out of the wooden table. Pedro stepped back as he startled.'' Selina then walked towards Pedro in a face of anger. Pedro sighed and closed his eyes in annoyance. Pedro paused and took a look at an old newspaper about the terrorist attack in New York eight years ago, and he sighed sadly. Selina clenched her fist once more and stepped back in agony, and she looked down on the ground. Selina closed her eyes and sighed as she slowly cooled herself down. Putting her hand into her pocket, Selina then gave Pedro a paper note and narrowed her gaze. ''Pedro grabbed the paper from Selina and took a glance. He narrowed his gaze as he read it.'' Pedro finished his reading and sighed, putting the paper back on the table. Trembling, Selina turned around and started to sniff in fraustration. Selina then put her hand back onto the table and eventually yielded. Selina then slowly touched her eyepatch carefully, with determinations in her eyes. Pedro smiled and walked towards Selina and chuckled patiently. ''Pedro smiled and rubbed Selina's head, like a brother rubbing his little sister... except this "little" sister is one head taller than him.''
 * 70676022_p0_master1200.jpgSelina: What are you doing here?
 * Pedro: I'm helping you to take care of La Gloton, Selina. Don't get mad.
 * Pedro: See, it wasn't my fault. I did threatened Alexandar, but I never realized he would gone rogue. Someone also pushed the button and blamed him...
 * Selina: Shut up.
 * Pedro: Um, that table is made of ebony.
 * Selina: I don't care!
 * Selina: You should have taking care of that button since it was YOUR duty to keep that missle deactivated! It's your fault that it was launched. No matter Alexandar is guilty or innoncent of that crime of attack, Pedro, you're still responsible for your negligence that cost so many lives!
 * Pedro: It was eight years ago, and you can't except to blame me since the suspect is dead. Besides, you saved more lives by using your Dawn's Early Light, and there's nothing you should keep annoyed about it anymore. I'm in duty in stablizing the situation, not stirring it. I think if Alexandar isn't taking fall for this crime, he would spread our research of Croatoan Virus out to the American Government. Think about how many amoral things those politicians would do with the virus...
 * Pedro: Think about a new kind of bioweapon with magical power, being 100 times more deadly than every missles during the Cuban Missile Crisis. I didn't stand by and do nothing, you know. I helped saving the survivors. The lucky thing is,  someone also wiped out those witnesses' memories. I used it as a chance and tried hard to explain it was a terrorist attack from an unknown organization. No matter what happened, that Alexandar Apricot should never try to double cross us from the beginning! Even if he's innoncent of that incident, you'll know what happened if the Light Lord punish him for being such a tattletale!
 * Pedro: By the way, in your message sent to the Light Lord, you mentioned Lt. Mills visited you, telling you that La Gloton is behind all of these upcoming mischief, including an alleged attack caused by General Howe and . Why didn't you come to help her?
 * Selina: That was what I say, but Abbie insisted that I should take care of this possible case about La Gloton. She and Crane had deployed a strategy to destroy General Howe and his zombie army. They say that I need to find out the thing about La Gloton tonight.
 * Selina: I know the police won't trust in any stuff of supernatural, and some still firmly believed that there was only one killer, one that is the real La Gloton. Just half an hour ago, I received a note from... from Calvin Cranberry, and here it is.
 * Calvin: (note) "Selina, mind your mission. No matter who the hell is La Gloton, you should get him or her tonight since this is the chance. If that is another copycat, please don't get devastated. After all, our real mission is aimed at Moloch and his followers in the town. La Gloton is merely a serial killer. How can we ever focus on just a petty killer when we almost forget to serve the greater good? Just let that killer be. We have lost so much because of him or her, just because of Moloch who took the chance, hitting us when we were exhausted. Now, there are still Zodiac Nethers out there, sending their men to spread despair. Now, as a Mage of the Order, the only duty for me is to bring hope back into everyone's heart. That killer is merely a mortal human, and he can never reach the threat level of demons. Just capture them as soon as possible, and we can focus ourselves upon our true mission. Yours, Calvin Cranberry."
 * Pedro: You know... I think he's right. La Gloton did caused so much mischief, but Moloch and the Horseman is a greater target. We can deal with Moloch first and then we deal with La Gloton. We can still find out the truth.
 * 69980463_p0_master1200.jpgSelina: The truth...
 * Selina: The truth... I can't even tell what on Earth is the truth... just because of every ridiculous stuff happening in these days!
 * Selina: I'm not trying to forgive you, Pedro, but I think I really focused on this... No, I'm really obssessed over this for too much. The unsettling coincidence of Howe's attack time, according to Abbie, matches perfectly to the time when I discovered Hestia's corpse... October 30th, 18:30... It amplified Abbie's theory, but still both me and her lack any evidence to prove that La Gloton is behind the sudden disappearance of General Howe's corpse.
 * Selina: Calvin is right. We need to find a way to heal this town from Moloch's curse and end his reign of terror, before we find La Gloton. Still, if we have a clue tonight, we can still capture him as soon as possible.
 * Pedro: That's Selina I know. By the way...

Much to Selina's unsettling feelings upon her spines, Pedro then smirked and pulled his hand back. ''Pedro then walked pass Selina and yet, Selina suddenly grabbed his wrist. Pedro suddenly felt a terrible feeling of pain on his wrist, but he tried to hold back.'' Pedro then turned back and showed Selina a photo, which he took out from his pocket. ''On the photo, Selina saw a man with golden dress and brown hair. She widened her eyes in shock as soon as she looked at the man's face.'' Pedro sternly looked into Selina's eyes sternly.
 * Pedro: ... you're really beautiful today.
 * Pedro: Sorry, no offense. I'll take part in the actions to capture the killer. Call me if you ever have a clue.
 * Selina: Wait! You said someone wiped out the memory of Did you know who he is? I have a feeling that he is one of us.
 * Pedro: Or  was  one of us, actually.
 * Pedro: Please keep this as a secret away from the Mayor. Here's the person who helped us to stablize the survivors.
 * Selina: This is...



<p style="text-align:center;"> - Pedro: Yes, this isGladius Grapefruit, who went missing after the Feast of Apollo and is nowhere to find. 

Gregory's Hallucination
<p style="text-align:center;">' ??? '

<p style="text-align:center;"> Some Restaurant 

''With a gloomy expression on his visage, Gregory Grape sat inside a restaurant, in fromt of a round table. It was an English afternoon tea. Gregory was waiting for someone... although so it seemed. He seemed very confused. He looked at himself and was confused.''
 * Tea_at_the_Rittenhouse_Hotel.jpgGregory: Hmm...

''Gregory then touched his nose... He felt no glasses on his nose, but he could see things clearly...'' ''Gregory was surprised and he looked everywhere inside his cloths. He found no glasses inside any of his pockets. He then stood up and turned back, and then he saw himself in the mirror.'' ''Surprised and confused, Gregory found himself inside another form of physical appearance. Now, his hairstyle seemed messy, and he looked much less sophisicated.''
 * Gregory: What happened to my cloth?
 * Gregory: Where's my glasses?
 * Gregory: Wait... am I...
 * Gregory: Wait... am I getting... younger?



''Just as Gregory start admiring himself in the mirror, the door of restaurant opened. Gregory immediately reacted in surprise when he saw a monochormatic-haired man standing outside. Gregory immediately turned back and widened his gaze in shock.''
 * Gregory: Hmm, this is strange...
 * Gregory: You?



<p style="text-align:center;"> - Gregory: Alexandar? 

''The man named Alexandar immediately rushed into the door and sat in front of Gregory. He held a bunck of daisy inside his hands.'' Gregory then put his hand on his chin. ''Gregory then rolled his eyes and smiled. He quickly figured out what was going on.'' In satisfaction, Gregory stretched his arms and made a yawn. ''Alexander sighed in relief. Just as he was about to talk, the door opened again and another figure came into the room. It was a young teenage girl with a pair of blue eyes and lilac hair, dressed like a maid. She was holding a watch in her hand.''
 * 65745628_p0_master1200.jpgAlexandar: Sorry that I'm late.
 * Alexandar: I've been picking flowers for my sister's birthday, and so I'm late for this dinner. So sorry.
 * Gregory: (think) * Alexandar... Apricot? I though he was... dead ... Wait a minute. *
 * Gregory: (think) * So I'm traveling back in time... to a time point more tha eight years ago, where everything was normal. *
 * Gregory: Don't worry, my friend. As long as you and others are here, nothing else would matter anyway. I can wait.



<p style="text-align:center;">' - ???: Sorry. The traffic jam. '

Surprised, Gregory watched as the teenage girl named Lavenna Lavendar arrived into the room and sat on another seat, sitting between Gregory and Alexandar. ''Lavenna then wore a pair of glasses and peered at Gregory, who was staring at her in a nervous face. Gregory quickly calmed himself and looked away.'' ''Lavenna looked at Gregory in curiousity. Gregory tried to spoke, but now he was stuttered due to being nervous.'' ''Gregory's mind seemed to be messy, but Alexandar immediately spoke on behalf of his nervous friend.  Lavenna stared at the two for two seconds before she took off her glasses.'' Alexandar lowered his head and stared at his watch. ''Before Alexandar finished, the door opened once again. The three watched as they saw a tall man with red and white hair walked into the restaurant with a smile on his face.''
 * Izayoi.Sakuya.full.2317464.jpgGregory: Lavenna Lavender...
 * Lavenna: Hmm? What? You seemed nervous, Gregory.
 * Gregory: No, it's just, well... You're...
 * Lavenna: Hmm?
 * Gregory: (think) * She was still that friendly at the time. To think she hardly ever speak to me again after that incident... *
 * Alexandar: He, um, he means you're beautiful, Lavenna.
 * Lavenna: Well, thank you... By the way, now we have three in this place. Is there a fourth one? 
 * Alexandar: Well, that Dragonia hasn't...



<p style="text-align:center;"> - ???: Sorry, I'm late, folks. 

''The man then promptly sat on the only empty seat at Gregory's table. Alexandar chuckled.'' The man named Dragonia Dragonfruit smiled at Alexandar and chuckled politely. ''Lavenna blushed and giggled, covering her mouth with her gloved hands. Gregory smiling watched as they made jokes. Apparently, Lavenna and Dragonia are in love with each other.'' Gregory sighed with a smile. Before Gregory was ready to dine, all of a sudden, the light became dimmer and flashed again and again, making the four unnerved. ''Gregory looked around unnerved. Alexandar began to feel sick. Dragonia hugged Lavenna inside her arms and tried to comfort her.'' ''Before Dragonia finished, the light bursted with a loud bang, and the room was darkened... but soom it was filled with some unnatural magenta light. The four then looked around in confusion, as all of their surroundings were devoured by such an ominous darkness. Suddenly...''
 * Alexandar: Speak of the Devil. You're always the last but not the least, Dragonia Dragonfruit. 
 * Dragonia: I might be late, but I'll never be absent... like justice, right?
 * Lavenna: You're really weird sometimes, my dear Dragonia.
 * Dragonia: Weird I may have been, I'm the only dragon this town needs. Now, about my run for this town's mayor...
 * Gregory: (think) * It's better with just four of us. No one would disturb us.*
 * Gregory: What's going on?
 * Dragonia: This is...

<p style="text-align:center;">' - ???: You looked happy here, with your meal and tea. However, I'm not interested on them. I'm just wondering what YOU GUYS taste like. '

''Suddenly, a deep voice sounded like a woman who speaks in a low-pitched voice... or a man who speaks in a high-pitched voice, started to echo in the restaurant. Gregory shivered in panic when he heard the voice, and yet he didn't know why. He then uttered two words...'' As Gregory shouted out, he saw a silver blade flashed in a mid-air, with a blurry figure speaking right in front of him, with a grin on that person's face...
 * All: ....................?!
 * Gregory: LA GLOTON!



<p style="text-align:center;">' - ???: Gregory? Gregory? '

Nowadays
<p style="text-align:center;"> 18:30 PM  <p style="text-align:center;"> Gregory Grape's House 

''Gregory looked up and widened his gaze, as he heard Phyllis' voice. He went to open the door while rubbing his eyes. He seemed very exhausted for some reason. Phyllis was standing outside of his house, looking at him in distress.'' ''Phyllis slowly walked into the door as Gregory moved aside to let her in. He then remembered that he was supposed to have an appointment with her, discussing about the recent cases.'' Gregory then covered his face in sheer guilt and then he closed his eyes. ''Gregory then walked to the table and poured himself a cup of coffee. He took a sip and slowly regained his own conciousness.'' Phyllis peered at Gregory and leered at the wall. "....................." Gregory covered his face with his palm, stressed. Phyllis then took a look at the table in front of her.
 * 277445.jpgis: Gregory?
 * Phyllis: I have a 24-hour cancellation policy.
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09E553M4-0Z.pngGregory: What time is it?
 * Phyllis: Six-thirty, at night.
 * Gregory: Oh, God, I'm so sorry.
 * Phyllis: No apologies necessary.
 * Gregory: I must have fallen asleep... Was I sleepwalking again?
 * Phyllis: No, but judging from your state, I doubt that your eyes were opened, and yet you were not present.
 * Gregory: Jeez...
 * Gregory: I felt as if I was asleep. I need to stop sleeping altogether... best way to avoid bad dreams.
 * Phyllis: Well, I can see why you have bad dreams.

''There were photos of disembered bodies and bloody murder scene on the table. Those were the photos of La Gloton's notable victims in the past, and Gregory seemled obssessed to seek the truth out.'' Phyllis looked at Gregory and looked at the pictures once again. Gregory then gave out a smirk. Phyllis put on her gloves and started to examine the photos with great care. Phyllis looked surprised by Gregory's words for a split second, but then, she acted as if nothing happened in all. Gregory chuckled and shook his head, much to the surprised of Phyllis. Phyllis then widened her gaze once again, but still, she didn't lose her composure. Phyllis then dropped a sweat drop and looked at Gregory, who stared at her and nodded. ''Continuing to check the photos, Phyllis then... all of a sudden... noticed a photo of a dead woman, as she picked up the photo and looked at it closely. She then widened her eyes, seemly surprised. The woman's body seemed perfectly intact. No organs were removed, even though she had a splited gut.'' Phyllis then looked at the picture once again. "........................" Gregory nodded with a sigh again.
 * Gregory: What do you see, Ms. Parker?
 * Phyllis: Sum up the killer in so many words?
 * Gregory: Choose your words wisely.
 * Phyllis: Oh, I always do. Words are living things. They have personality, point of view... agenda.
 * Gregory: They're pack hunters.
 * Phyllis: Displaying one's enemy after death... has its appeal in many cultures.
 * Gregory: These aren't La Gloton's enemies. These are pests they've swatted.
 * X00_00_01--2S0180307-09553MEN4D-0Z.pngPhyllis: These are the victims' rewards for their own cruelty and hypocrisy.
 * Gregory: Oh, they don't have a problem with cruelty or hypocrisy. It's their reward for their own undigified behavior. These dissections are to disgrace them. It's... it's a public shaming.
 * Phyllis: They take their victims' organs away because, in their mind, these victims don't deserve organs. 
 * Gregory: Hmm... in some way.
 * Diabolik_Lovers_Episode_1_-_Reiji_Screenshot_1.jpgPhyllis: What's this?
 * Gregory: It's Hestia Hawthorn's body. She's not like other victims. The killer has no reason to humiliate Hestia.
 * Phyllis: Well, it seems to me that they were humiliating someone else.
 * Gregory: Yes, they were humiliating Selina.
 * Phyllis: Did it work?

<p style="text-align:center;"> - Gregory: I'd say it worked REALLY WELL. 

October 30
<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile  <p style="text-align:center;"> Irving's Office 



<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Devil's Night 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Town's Street 



<p style="text-align:center;"> 3 minutes later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Gregory's House 

Stop scanning the photos of La Gloton murder case,Gregory and Phyllis stared at the television when the reporter spoke on-screen. With a sullen face, Phyllis stared at the television and suddenly, she caught the sight of a tall, bearded man with long brown hair, wearing trechcoat and fighting against the masked Howe, clenching her fists. ''Phyllis quickly calmed herself down and restrained her rage. Now, it's about the time to make herself away from the attention, instead of focusing on the problems of General Howe. After all, he was just a pawn in the plans of Moloch. She then stared at all of the prepared ingredients on her kitchen table, which will be used in her dinner party. Taking a deep breath, Phyllis lifted the remote control and closed the television.'' ''Just then, Phyllis heard a knock on the door. Gregory quickly went there to answer the door. When he had opened the door, he saw Selina and Irving standing outside the door. Phyllis saw them talking.'' ''Phyllis lifted her lips and smiled. She then walked out of the office of Gregory smilingly, just as Selina took off her hat and nodded at Gregory.'' Selina then noticed Phyllis behind Gregory, as the latter turned to look at her.
 * Diabolik_Lovers_Episode_1_-_Reiji_Screenshot_2.jpgReporter: (TV) [In the nearby streets, the violent atmosphere began to spread when a group of mysterious soldiers began to attack civillans, but fortunately, the police car arrived and started to control the situation.]
 * Gregory: Soldiers... So Howe is really revived and is taking his move, just like Lt. Mills told Selina...
 * Phyllis: For now... we need to trust in her... and that mysterious Mr. Cane.
 * 69892531_p0_master1200.jpgPhyllis: Very well, I hope there's nothing bother us and our beloved town. Both General Howe and that killer... whether they are La Gloton or not... will be brought into justice.
 * Phyllis: Speak of the Devil.
 * Selina: Gregory, I...
 * Selina: Oh, Phyllis is here. Now, please excuse me, Gregory.

''Gregory then stepped aside, allowing Selina to walk into the room carefully, bending herself so that she won't hit the top edge of the gate once again. Selina then stood in front of Phyllis and sighed in shame.''

Phyllis widened her eyes in curiousity. Phyllis' eyebrows lifted up, showcasing her interest. Phyllis went silent for a while, but then, she smiled at Selina and nodded immediately.
 * Selina: I don't know what happened to me, but I'm terribly sorry for what I once did weeks ago. I shouldn't have lash out at you.
 * Phyllis: Welp, no worries. I already forgave you, and... Um, I'm the one who needs to say sorry, actually. I lost important defendant and perhaps a lot more cases. I guess I shamed my name as the best procecutor of this town, and from this day on, I'll support you on any way so that none of the mistake or tragedy would reoccur once more.
 * Selina: Thank you. Now, even though I'm still curious about what you did these days, I guess we need your skills to find that killer save his next victim, putting the difference and arguments aside. This is also the only thing to make me regain the trust on you, Phyllis, and if you agree, we can call it even.
 * Phyllis: Hmm?
 * Selina: Would you come and help us to catch that La Gloton?

<p style="text-align:center;"> - Phyllis: Why would I ever refuse? 

''Selina was quite surprised that Phyllis agreed so quickly, but she allowed her to join their next move anyway. Before that, she look at the television showing the debarcle. There were police gathering there to keep the order and help in evacuating the citizens, and all Selina had to do is believing in Ichabod and Abbie.''
 * Selina: Crane...

<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile  <p style="text-align:center;"> Street 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Team Witness VS. Howe's Army 

<p style="text-align:center;"> 5 minutes later  <p style="text-align:center;"> Sleepy Hollow General Hospital  <p style="text-align:center;"> Ambulance Garage 









<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile  <p style="text-align:center;"> Munition Tunnel 









<p style="text-align:center;"> 20:00 PM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> 5,000 Meters Away 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Ambulance 

Meanwhile, as Ichabod was fighting against Howe and his minions, Selina and Irving had already led a group of police and went for the suspect of the organ harvesting case, Cartman Cinnabar, who was also a suspect responsible for the recent mutilation akin to the infamous La Gloton's Serial Murder Case.

''The town's SWAT Team as well as police went near a garage where the suspect's ambulance was there. They went down from the car and truck one by one, led by Irving and Selina. Pedro, Walter and Lillian went on following them, while Gregory and Phyllis just stood not far away from the police squad, looking at their actions without a single word.''

''When Selina, Irving, Pedro, Walter and Lillian led the police and approached the ambulance, they all surrounded it quietly. Taking a deep breath, Irving then raised his hand and whipped the air with it. The police got the signal and immediately went forward, opening the back door with a crowbar, revealing a man in a doctor's suit. He was doing operation on a man.''

''Selina quickly went nearer in an angry face, but Irving blocked her way. He raised his pistol and pointed at the man. He now knew that this man was Cartman Cinnabar, that escaped surgeon in Tarrytown Hospital.'' Irving went closer to him. ''Irving then noticed that the doctor was doing some surgery on the victim, but he was still yet to remove the organ from the victim's body. Pedro put hand on his chin and suddenly, he widened his gaze.'' ''Pedro was calling Phyllis for help. Selina then saw Phyllis immediately went towards the scene. Selina showed doubt when she saw Phyllis coming, with Gregory following her, but then Pedro looked at Selina with a smile.'' Selina then glared at Pedro in disgust. Selina then saw Phyllis stopped by Irving and looked at him. ''Squinting her eyes, Selina sighed.Selina seemed to be in a bad relationship with Pedro, Gregory and Phyllis, but due to their own influencial place in the Order, even she cannot remove them from the power. Meanwhile, Irving looked at Phyllis and gave his request.'' ''Pedro gave Selina an affable smile and looked at Phyllis near the patient. Phyllis carefully checked the body, sitting beside the criminal.'' Phyllis then took off her trenchcoat, raised her sleeve, put on her rubber gloves, and started to control the bleeding for just 10 seconds. ''In a confident look, Phyllis nodded at Irving.  Mr. Cinnabar was sitting next to her, quivering in agony. He realized that he cannot escape from being arrested, and his plans was failed.'' ''Mr. Cinnabar nodded and raised his hand, carefully coming out of the vehicle. Phyllis was also operating on the victim carefully, and she start sewing the wound after putting the organ back to the man's body with care. Everyone looked at Phyllis with concentration, and Selina widened her eyes, as she cannot believe that Phyllis, whom she thought was cold and harsh, had saved a life.'' ''Walter crossed his arm in anger, while looking at the surgeon being taken away. Selina and Gregory both lowered their head.'' ''Selina then held her head in dismay. Her head hurted at times.'' Selina then looked at Phyllis and eventually, she relented. ''Selina then leered at Pedro angrily, but the latter leered back with a smile, as if saying, "See? I've told you." Selina closed her eyes in disgust.''
 * 07-00_38_17--20180524-185335-0-.pngIrving: Show me your hands, Mr. Cinnabar.
 * Cinnarbar: I can't!
 * Irving: Show me your hands.
 * Cinnarbar: He'll die!
 * Dazai.Osamu.full.2082146.jpgPedro: Prosecutor Parker!
 * Pedro: You forgot that she was once also a surgeon as a part-time job of hers? She can handle it. Trust me.
 * X00_00_01-S-20180307-09DN553M4-0ZES.pngSelina: I know, but how can I trust you after all the things you did and yet I cannot bring you to justice due to the Order's sake? Phyllis and Orlando... neither of them whom I can trust, and I don't trust you, either.
 * Pedro: We'll see.
 * Selina: How can I be in your service, Captain?
 * X00_00_01--2018030S7-09DN553M4-0ZE.pngIrving: We need you to assess the situation here, Ms. Parker, if you please.
 * Phyllis: He was removing this man's kidney... poorly. I can stop the bleeding.
 * Irving: Do it.
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09DN553DM4-0ZES.pngIrving: Have you got it?
 * Phyllis: I've got it.
 * Irving: Mr. Cinnabar, put your hand behind you head and and exit the vehicle slowly.
 * 1231398_435215136599128_1241251622_n.pngSelina: .............
 * Pedro: .............
 * Lillian: .............
 * Gregory: .............
 * Walter: Hmm, what a joke. To think a surgeon would harvest organs...
 * Selina: (think) * Am I, in these days... Am I really misunderstanding her? I once thought she was connected to Moloch or even some murder, but...
 * Selina: (think) * No way... I don't even know what the truth is... It's all because of these events kept messing up my own mind... *
 * Selina: (think) * Or... maybe she has some good side I don't know... Before I find that out, I won't let my guard down... but as for Pedro... *

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Selina: (think) * He's for sure the irredeemable one. * '

October 31st - Halloween
<p style="text-align:center;"> The Next Day 

<p style="text-align:center;"> October 31st 

<p style="text-align:center;"> 8:00 AM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Phyllis' House 

''While preparing the remaining portion of cold dishes alongside her fellow cooks, Phyllis, in her chef's suit, looked at a purple-haired young man in front of her. The young man wore a pair of glasses and looked very calm and subdued. The man is none other than Gregory Grape.'' ''Gregory seemed shy. He held a bottle of Chianti in his grasp, which he brought to her just a minute ago.'' ''Phyllis then poured some soy sauce into a pot in front of her. Now, she was preparing a bowl of stew, and she would put the pot on the stove when things were ready.'' ''Phyllis lit up her face and peered at Gregory. She was currently adding some wine into the pot.'' Gregory frowned at Phyllis when he heard this. Sadly, Gregory sighed and looked aside. Phyllis then put her pot on the stove and lit up the fire, slowly cooking it. ''Cryptically, Phyllis smirked for a very brief period of time. Hearing this, Gregory chuckled in amusement, but then, his face turned back into a serious expression.'' Phyllis then peered Gregory in the eyes. Phyllis sighed and looked at Gregory in a pitiful face, seemly sympathizing someone unfortunate. "......................" ''Feeling sad while pushing his glasses, Gregory paused and then looked at Phyllis with a forced smile once more. He put the wine bottle on the table very softly.'' Seeing the bottle of Chianti, Phyllis smiled and then nodded in gratitude. Gregory pushed his glasses once again and then walked away, as Phyllis silent watching him.
 * Diabolik_Lovers_-_11_raw.mp4_000193610.jpgPhyllis: Are you sure you can't stay, Gregory?
 * Gregory: Uh, I don't think I would be good company.
 * C239e1ec08fa513d2b28d461396dD55fbb0fbd9c1.pngPhyllis: I disagree.
 * Phyllis: However, before you go... what became of that Mr. Cinnabar's donor?
 * Gregory: You saved his life.
 * Phyllis: Been a long time since I used a scalpel on anything but a pencil. 
 * 0212715474_820641144712508_5446058585402617420_n.jpgGregory: I hardly remembered anything happened eight years ago aside from that fatal night ... but I remember that after that night, you've been a surgeon as well, as a part-time job. Why did you stop becoming one?
 * Phyllis: I killed someone... or, more accurately, I couldn't save someone, but it felt like killing them. I guess I'm not good at part-time jobs, unlike Selina.
 * X00_00_01--20180307E-09553MEN4-0Z.pngGregory: You were an emergency room surgeon, Peach. It has to happen from time to time.
 * Phyllis: It happened one time too many.
 * Phyllis: I actually tresferred my passion for anatomy into the culinary arts. I fix minds instead of bodies, and no one's died as a result of my dishes.
 * Gregory: I have to go. Calvin and I have a special appointment with La Gloton.
 * Phyllis: Or... is that La Glotons?
 * Gregory: Cartman Cinnarbar was harvesting organs, but not with La Gloton. He was never involved in the recent zombie soldier event either. There was no connections between them. Since Howe's burned into ashes, we might never know who mutilated his victims.
 * Phyllis: Selina and Irving must be devastated.
 * Diabolik_Lovers_Episode_1_-_Reiji_Screenshot_6.jpgGregory: I imagine they are.
 * Gregory: Enjoy the wine.
 * Phyllis: Thank you.
 * Phyllis: Hmm...

<p style="text-align:center;"> Meanwhile 

<p style="text-align:center;"> The Archives 

''Now, the full event had a bittersweet ending. Both the organ harvesting case was solved and General Howe was immolated with his army, but La Gloton was never found. The real killer used the harvester as a bait and scapegoat for them to get away. In spite of this, the Team Witness still prevented a crisis that would destroy the whole town and painted it in blood. The Witnesses was now on a web chat with Brennan and Booth.'' Chatting with Ichabod and Abbie, Booth and Brennan were now back into the Jeffersonian Insititute. Brennan then spoke in the place of her husband. ''Brennan then frowned her eyebrows when she took a look on her phone, regarding the questions on the newly made site of Washington's Tomb. She seemed confused and wanted to dug those questions out.'' ''Ichabod and Abbie looked at each other with drops of sweat on their head. They didn't know how to tell her about anything connected to General Howe's involvement with occultism. Would they tell her that the Great Fire of New York was caused by Betsy Ross' overuse of Greek Fire?'' ''Ichabod was now like "what the heck". He didn't expected that even after every excuses he attempted to made, Dr. Brennan was still drawn on the handwriting cliche. Fortunately, Booth immediately asked her to stop.'' ''Booth then smiled at Abbie and Ichabod. Abbie crossed her arm and grinned happily.'' ''The teleconference was then over. Ichabod then slowly took a deep breath and sat back on the chair. Abbie looked at him with a look of concern and comfort.'' ''Just then, Sister Mary Eunice walked down the stairs and felt unnerved. Tweedledee and Twedledum were lying next to her, sleeping. She was holding her head and apparently, she head a headache. The trio had worked all night trying to deal with Howe's minions and find out the instigation behind the mysterious missing case of Howe's supposed victim... and their later mutilations.'' ''Sister Mary Eunice yawned and sat on a chair, as she seemed very weary. Abbie smiled and then push her phone to her.'' Sister Mary Eunice stared at the phone in front of her and blinked. Sister Mary Eunice smiled and then dialed her number. ''Ichabod and Abbie smiled. Now, everyone in the room felt they were a part of Sleepy Hollow now.''
 * Abbie: We're glad to hear the Jeffersonian's decided to take Washington's Tomb under its jurisdiction. 
 * Booth: [Oh, I'd start getting rid of the nepalm first.]
 * Brennan: [The Jeffersonian would love your help with the excavation, Mr. Crane.]
 * Ichabod: Ooh, well, I'm flattered, but I am in the process of renovating a historical property of my own.
 * Brennan: [Too bad, the site poses more than a few questions. "If Colonial Americans had Greek Fire, why didn't they use it during the Battles of the Revolutions?"]
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_40_30--20180524-163843-4-.pngBrennan: [And you still haven't sufficiently explained how you came across Washington's letter.]
 * Booth: [Let it go, Bones, just... let it go.]
 * Sleepy.Hollow.S-00_40_35--20180524-163945-5-.pngAbbie: Thanks again for your help.
 * Booth: [Yeah, you know what? Don't mention it, but next time you find a death trap, just give us a heads-up first.]
 * Ichabod: Oh, yes, we shall. You have our word.
 * X00_0X0_01--20180307-09553MEN4-0Z.pngAbbie: Are you okay, Crane? I know seeing Howe must have been difficult.
 * Ichabod: Oh, I feel relieved. He's a part of my past I can put behind me.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: Even the ghosts in the past have to take a break.
 * JellyBellyBeans.jpg: But... sometimes they need a little push.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: I don't follow.
 * Abbie: Call a phone to candy sellers. We need candies for children trick-or-treating tonight. Today is the last day of our town's parade. We'll celebrate it with the whole town.
 * Sister Mary Eunice: I don't like candies, but I don't mind giving them to children.

<p style="text-align:center;"> 10 minutes later 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Westchester Police Department 

Staring at the wall full of La Gloton's photos, Irving sighed and kept silence. ''Irving thought about his days two years ago as the investigator of the case. The organ harvester was never the culprit, and he never believed that the real culprit was inside Tarrytown by now.''
 * Irving: ....................

''However, as the murder had fell silent after Ichabod's secret actions, the chances to find more evidence is minimum now. Furthermore, Irving now was drenched into fear. His previous investigation had made him unable to take care of his family, which ended up causing his daughter being crippled and he divorced with his wife. He didn't believe there was a curse around this case, but he now feared that he would let other people in danger as well.''

''Irving still stared at the wall with silence, and then he thought about Ichabod Crane, about the Headless Horseman, about all the horrible events that occured in Sleepy Hollow... He was lost. He feared to lose others he cared about in this town, but he felt he cannot stay away from it any longer.''

With a sigh, Irving turned back and walked away sadly.

Purgatory
<p style="text-align:center;"> Purgatory  <p style="text-align:center;"> Christine Van Bilj's Cell 

''Looking weak and pale, Christine started to lowered her head and sighed in agony. Crow Faux stood near her in a face of distraught '' Crow then started to count with his own fingers almost immediately. Christine rolled her eyes at Crow when she had heard about Crow's ranting, and she blinked in some mild confusion. ''Hearing the words of Christine, Crow suddenly gasped and went silent, and he crossed his arms, pretending as if nothing ever happened. However, now it was revealed that Crow is in fact the brother of Katrina Crane, and he was somehow furious by the fact that Katrina chose Crane over Abraham.'' ''Clenching his fists when all the sad memories showed up, Crow kept silent, but his hands were shaking. Christine paused and closed her eyes in sadness.''
 * Hungary.full.1024263.jpgChristine: You mean... You mean that Valindra Shadowmantle had finished my new body?
 * Christine: And Crane had General Howe killed? This makes me...
 * Crow: Enraged? I have the same feeling. Crane needs to make a long list for all of those people he's been messed with.
 * Crow: He pushed you into such things. He made Colin suffered grave injury. He killed General Howe. He took my sister's heart away from Abraham Van Brunt. He's not a worthy person to begin with, Christine. Why that impotent God chose him to be His First Witness in this era?
 * Christine: Is that the reason you hate him so much...  as he took Katrina away from that Abraham Van Brunt ?
 * Christine: Don't worry. I know you're the lost son of Balthus Van Tassel, and I know you have no feelings towards that hypocritical farmer who thought he's in control of every thing. However, the point is that I'm rather surprised that... even after all these years, you're still yet to severe the blood ties between you and her.
 * Christine: You know how Old Balthus intended. He intended to have Van Brunt Family a partner in business. If Katrina loves Crane, let her be. If Colin marries someone he truly loves, I'll raise my both hands to agree. Why can't you?

<p style="text-align:center;">' - Crow: BECAUSE HE DOES NOT WORTH IT! '

''All of a sudden, Crow bursted into a sudden shouting as he turned back in fraustration. Gasped as she went startled, Christine widened her gaze. Crow's sudden anger made her shocked.'' Christine shut her eyes tightly and started to bit her lips, before she calmed herself down for a while. ''Before Crow could finish, he suddenly felt some cold feelings from behind and he looked back, before he caught sight of a tall and slim female figure who was dressing in a sharp suit. She looked at Crow in a sharp smile all of a sudden, which made him startled...  Crow closed his eyes all of a sudden and stepped back in some fear. His face began to turn pale.'' ''Crow opened his eyes and then, much to his relief, there was no one there. Crow still bit his lips as the face of Christine leaned towards him, smiling.'' ''As Christine mentioned Colin, A sadistic smile suddenly floated on Christine's face... until all of a sudden, Christine began to feel startled as she then paused, clenching her teeth.'' ''It took a while for Christine to push down her inner madness that drove her to kill Colin, taking form after the revelation drove her mad. Meanwhile, Crow, however, didn't notice or hear whatever Christine was doing or saying. He firmly stuck in his own thoughts.'' ''After snapping himself out of his thoughts, Crow then turned to Christine and started to comfort her again. Christine currently returned back to her constant personality - a calm, intellegent and stoic woman.'' Christine then smiled and nodded as well. Christine and Crow looked at each other and smiled.
 * Persona_5_sae_niijima_by_blazpu-db94mhd.jpgChristine: * gasped *
 * Crow: You think Crane is a good rival, while I think he's a worthless scum and traitor! What made me even more angry is that Ichabod dared to cuckold his best friend ! Abraham is Crane's best friend, isn't he?
 * Crow: Or at least Abraham "was" his best friend. I didn't realize this heinous stuff until I discovered that Abraham had...
 * Christine: Gabriel? Gabriel?
 * Crow: No, it's that horrid woman again...
 * Christine: What woman? There's no one there. In this room, there's only us.
 * Christine: My friend, relax... There's nothing that can scare you. I'm here... Since Colin is... now gone... you're the only one I can depend on.
 * Christine: No, wait a minute... What am I doing with this...
 * Crow: (think) * What's that woman's purpose? Is she really helping Lord Moloch or she has her own agenda? Christine barely knows her, but I need to keep an eye on her... *
 * 306Atticus.pngCrow: Don't worry, Christine. I'm fine. Every step Ichabod Crane walks is leading him towards his panicking grave once and for all. All of them who would meddle our plans shall die, even if they're on our side. Your work was stolen by that Atticus Nevins by tricks, but I'm sure that karma's gonna come collect his debt.
 * Christine: Yes, and not to mention that... that... that something even more interesting is arriving thanks to our recent moves. All of the deaths, murders and destruction... all gathered the mana from the victims' souls... into  that person . All of our recent efforts has been paid off, paving way for...  HIS return .



<p style="text-align:center;">' - Christine & Crow: The Horseman of Death. '

Sleepy Hollow
<p style="text-align:center;"> 18:00 PM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Somewhere Near the Town 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Trout Lake 

The sun was about to set, and soon, like Christine said, the souls was gathered enough - enough for the Headless Horseman to rise back again. ''The Horseman walked out of the water - with the lake as its recent resting place. He paced towards his pale horse at the bank and stepped onto the land.'' The Horseman paced slowly as his ride waited for its rider patiently. The Horseman then went onto the saddle and then flicked the horse with its reins. ''The horse then began to ride, as the Horseman riding it through the foggy woods, on the road and towards the town. He'll wait for the next wave of slaughter.'' ''He'll wait. He could still feel the blood binding between him and Ichabod... when they killed each other 231 years ago. The Horseman cannot begin his slaughter, not yet. He had to wait until Ichabod's blood tie was broken, but the method is currently unknown.'' "......................" The Horseman slashed the ground with his heated axe in a fit of rage, before he withdrew his axe and rode away, leaving a trail of heated red trail behind him.
 * 101Promo4.jpgHorseman: ........................
 * Horseman: .......................
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 * Horseman: .......................
 * "KAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

<p style="text-align:center;"> 19:00 PM 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Phyllis' House 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Dinner Party 

With seventeen dishes prepared on the table, all being decorated the meat, the dinner party of Phyllis Peach had finally announced after many days of preperations.

''Every guests in the scene applauded for the feast's opening. The guests in the feast are either close to Phyllis, or agreed her invitation, including:''

''Walter joined the dinner party of Phyllis, anyway, in gratitude of getting the "copycat" and spared him from further doubts. La Gloton's murder case, or its copycat case, has call it a night so far, and now it was the time for the hostess to open the feast.'' ''Phyllis then thought about the person named Gladius and " his little creation "... With a serious face, Phyllis then sighed and raised her head in a serious expression. The smiling guests then stopped applauding, waiting for her announcement.'' ''Phyllis spoke it slowly and clearly, so that everyone would hear her. She then waved her palm on the dishes to make everyone pay attention on them.'' ''Many guests chuckled at Phyllis' so-called warning, and Phyllis smiled in relief. After all these days, her efforts has been paid off. Howe's attack effectively drew the Witnesses' attention, and the coporgan harvester had driven away police's attention... Now, she could freely move on with her plans. As for her guests, she would slowly make ALL of them to do her biddings.''
 * Blaze Banana
 * Orlando Orange
 * Lillian Lime
 * Pedro Pineapple
 * Leonardo Lemon
 * Walter Watermelon
 * More unnamed guests
 * X00_00_01--2E0180307-09N553M4-0NZE.pngPhyllis: (think) * Hmm, unfortunately, another close friends of mine isn't here... Gladius Grapefruit and his little creation  isn't here. *
 * Phyllis: Before we begin, you must all be warned...
 * X00_00_01--20180307-09DN553M4-0ZES.pngPhyllis: "Nothing" here... is  vegetarian .

''Smiled, Phyllis and her guests raised their cups and toasted at each other. At this night, gluttony helds a feast, while envy, greed, hatred, arrogance and deceit all gathered around, getting ready to feast upon the spirit of Sleepy Hollow together.''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Phyllis: Bon appétit. ''

<p style="text-align:center;">' CIS Productions Presents... '

<p style="text-align:center;"> LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Horsemen Saga 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Season 2 - Death Arc 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Episode 24 - Devil Under the Plain Sight 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Haunting Past Sub Arc - Part 6 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Halloween Special - Part 2 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Eleventh Episode of Season 2 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Sub Arc Finale 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Sub 2 - Haunting Past Sub Arc 

<p style="text-align:center;"> The End 



<p style="text-align:center;"> Coming Up... 

<p style="text-align:center;"> Sub Arc 3 - Death's Return Sub Arc 

Lyrics
My friends don't walk, they run Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun Popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium

We paint white roses red, Each shade from a different person's head This dream, dream is a killer Getting drunk with a blue caterpillar

I'm peeling the skin off my face 'Cause I really hate being safe The normals, they make me afraid The crazies, they make me feel sane

I'm nuts Baby, I'm mad, The craziest friend that you've ever had You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong

Over the bend, entirely bonkers You like me best when I'm off my rocker Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed ''So what if I'm crazy? The best people are''

All the best people are crazy All the best people are

Where is my prescription? Doctor, doctor please listen My brain is scattered You can be Alice, I'll be the mad hatter.

I'm peeling the skin off my face 'Cause I really hate being safe The normals, they make me afraid The crazies, they make me feel sane

I'm nuts Baby, I'm mad, The craziest friend that you've ever had You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong

Over the bend, entirely bonkers You like me best when I'm off my rocker Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed ''So what if I'm crazy? The best people are''

You think I'm crazy, you think I'm gone ''So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are'' And I think you're crazy too, I know you're gone That's probably the reason that we get along

I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad, The craziest friend that you've ever had You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong

Over the bend, entirely bonkers You like me best when I'm off my rocker Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed ''So what if I'm crazy? The best people are''

All the best people are crazy All the best people are All the best people are crazy All the best people are...

On the Next Sub Arc of LOTM: Witnesses of Sleepy Hollow...


<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Katrina: Go and find the Sin Eater. ''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Baccarat: Hello, sir, this is the brouche of our Art Museum's new exhibition. ''



- Helene: Wonderful... I heard Angel singing... Oh, thank God... for giving me such comforts...



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Jenny: Well, the next time you see that witch in a dream, tell her to be more specific. I mean, her husband's about to be a dead man. ''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Abbie: This is Lt. Abbie Mills with the Sleepy Hollow's Sheriff Department. I'd like to talk to you. Sir, I can hear you in there. I have a warrant to search the premises. I need you to open this door right now. ''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Abbie: This is about Ian Kellett, a dead man whose ID number you used to rent this apartment. We know your real name... Henry Parrish. You committed identity theft. You could be facing some real time, or you open the door and we could talk. ''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Henry: Imagine you had a pair of glasses into their hearts. Seen what they've done. The parts that are locked down so deep, even they're afraid to see, but you see them and you carried them. Until the only person you can't see anymore... is yourself. ''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Andy: Rumors of my demise has been... pretty much true. ''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Henry: I've been called many things. Angel... Demon... Until now, I wasn't sure what was true. For so long, I've hoped for this day... to find the reason for what I've been given... and now I know. The reason is you. ''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Ichabod: I've lived on borrowed time; more than any man deserves. I've seen wonders beyond my wildest imaginings, and through these centuries, against the impossibility that we would find each other, we did... and I am most grateful for it. ''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Andy: You can't kill death, but you can trap him. This is the only way you can defeat him. ''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Abbie: Crane? NOW!!! ''



<p style="text-align:center;">'' - Valindra: Are we ready now? Now, let's begin with... this resurrection... readily. ''