Anastasia Crane stepped out of the carriage she had been riding in for the past few hours. Her legs were soar from sitting so she was thankful to be out, but once she heard the carriage leave from behind her she automatically wanted to go back to NYC. She stood in front of a bridge made of stone that had terrifying gargoyles perched on each side of the pillars. The fog rolled in slowly as she stood unmoving in front of the bridge, too afraid to put one foot in front of the other.<br/><br/>The town that she had been called to investigate was called Sleepy Hollow. Even the name was terrifying to her. Anastasia shivered softly as she picked up her bag filled with her intricately designed tools for investigations and began to walk across the bridge and into the village. It was a long walk, but she didn't mind much. The only thing that concerned her was the fact that it was very quiet and dark for being such a small town. She could tell that this village was plagued with evil beings not of this world.