“Shit happens!!”, Eighteenth century England. A place called Sleepy Hollow, a young doctor, journeys to it, investigating, strange deaths, victims, families of 4 or 5, members, died, their heads cut off, by who? People of this village, can utter some rumors and r eminence of of Gothic, unholy nature, of a tree in woods, of a headless horseman. A king in ancient times, comes forth on a certain night, and kills its victims, sinners in the village. Why would I believe in such a thing, such a monster. Why I’m a doctor, I’m here to investigate, the purported God people, administrators, who have been doing it, no matter how inconsequential they might think my science to be, that I shall not be able to connect any of the proofs, clues and the victims to the suspects. My science should not fail, I’m Ridley too, a doctor, who wants to study, find something solid and free these people of the fear of such a dark ghost of a monster. Those who control such crimes must come to the fore and not be God’s anymore. Not be our fathers our parents. Give us the motive, why play with something you don’t understand.