Katrina's eyelashes fluttered, she tossed her head side to side as she woke.
When she opened her eyes, she was in a familiar room. It had soft coloured bedcovers and pale curtains, her old bedroom when she lived with her father in Sleepy Hollow. Katrina instantly sat up, wilding looking around the room and rushing to the window. She pulled the curtains apart to reveal the familiar view of the streets of Sleepy Hollow behind the glass.
She turned, confused for a moment. Then the events of the last few days came to her.
'MARY!' She screamed, rushing to the door and tugging at the...
Katrina Anne van Tassel: I have shed my tears for Brom… and yet my moyo is not broken. Do wewe think me wicked? Ichabod Crane: No… but perhaps there is a little bit of witch in you, Katrina. Katrina Anne van Tassel: Why do wewe say that? Ichabod Crane: Because wewe have bewitched me.
Katrina Anne van Tassel: Good-bye, Ichabod Crane. I curse the siku wewe came to Sleepy Hollow.
Ichabod Crane: Katrina, why are wewe in my room? Katrina Anne van Tassel: Because it is yours.