We soon learn that our beloved soldier, Ichabod Crane, has gotten himself involved in some serious voodoo.
Fallon: Ichabod Crane wakes up and finds himself in modern-day Sleepy Hollow, New York.
While Ichabod is checking for non-existent cell service, Abbie learns that Moloch is planning to release a demon army on earth.
Ichabod is like a drunk uncle at Thanksgiving, always saying adorably outdated things like, “Is this an admiralty court?”
"I shall consider myself Punk'd," recites a proud Ichabod in response to this unexpected lit confection.
Catching her hand, Ichabod lifted her chin so that their eyes met.
None was there, and all at once he remembered Ichabod Maurice did not smoke.
They had no fear that any immediate injury could be contemplated by the Senecas to Ichabod or Ruth.
Instinctively, metaphor sprang to the lips of Ichabod Maurice.
The condition of the girl continued such that Ichabod felt it necessary to summon the physician.
When the tidings of the disastrous defeat of the Israelites in the battle against the Philistines near to Mizpeh were carried to Shiloh, the wife of Phinehas "was near to be delivered. And when she heard the tidings that the ark of God was taken, and that her father-in-law and her husband were dead, she bowed herself and travailed" (1 Sam. 4:19-22). In her great distress she regarded not "the women that stood by her," but named the child that was born "Ichabod" i.e., no glory, saying, "The glory is departed from Isreal;" and with that word on her lips she expired.