Hello there . You may know me as the Headless Horseman, or Galloping Hessian. However, my name is Klaus Abendroth. I've been watching you mortales for years now and quite the debate has sprung up about me. How did I loose my head? Am I real? Do I smash pumpkins everyday or not? Well you are in luck, because after a few days of doing abosu-freagin'-loutly-nothing, I'm finally here to tell what really happened. I guess one can say my job isn't the easiest, nor safest. However, It was a job of sorts. My assighnment that day was to do the usual, rape,pilliage,rob people of their riches and squander it away on beer and wenches. After that, I would usually burn down the houses. Well, one day I had just set fire to this house I rob when the mistress of the hose was screaming hysterically, "My baby! My baby!" Now granted, I'm a mercinary I don't usually play the hero on the battle field, but even I couldn't bare the thought of a child dying because of me. Hey, I might have no sense of chivalry, but I love kids. So anyway, I go into the house, which is burning by the seconds, and try to find the baby. Sure enough, I found it, alive and well. I pick the little bundle of joy up, and headed straight for the nearest exit. I get out sweeting, but unharmed, and so does the the little baby in my arms. The mother, turns out was a widow, and she said to me she was looking for a new husband. Several other women that day wanted me as well, but that's a tale for another time. Anyhow, I felt great that day. I saved a life and I was rewarded not with money, but several Dutch and German girls all around me wanting a piece of, what use to be, quite a good looking dude. So, I'm heading back to fight, when some asshole thinks it's funny to fire a cannon at me. I really wanted to kill that soldier..if I wasn't already dead. Anyway, I'm dead, so the mother of the little baby that I rescued was so gratefull, she had me buried with honors. So there you have the true facts on how I became headless.


For all you jerks who think I'm not real, you guys better shut up before I do it for you. Am I real? Of course I'm real! You have to be a real thing to die jackass. You guys want to know something else about me? Well, I'll tell you. I make sure all the kids who go trick or treating every Halloween in Sleepy Hollow get home safetly. So yes, I do protect kids. I figured why should I stop? So, I used the fact that I was a ghost to my advantage. I can see you, but you can't see me. So as a request on behalf of myself, I want you all to relax and leave your little trick or treaters well being in my caring supernatural vision. Yes, they'll still have their heads. Finally, do I smash pumpkins a lot? Now let's think..I'm dead.. I can't go to work..I can't play sports...Might as well smash pumkins. Hey, if you were a restless spirit, you too would find great relief in smashing pumpkins. Plus the trick or treaters love it when I smash their jack-o-lanterns and leave extra candy. Yeah, even though people say that being headless doesn't have it's perks, I some how managed to give it a few. Well, I figure I've satisfied your hunger for the truth. The rest however, is legendary history. Goodbye.