Blake Sanchez/
September 21st/
4.52 PM

Journal, Entry Thirty-Seven I knew today was going to be a tough catch. The guy's mustang was faster than my sqaud car. He wove through the traffic and almost hit so many innocent lives. Never liked those kind of bad guys. Their nerve to put others' lives in danger got under skin real bad. Not much I can do about it, besides put 'em behind bars. Why am I writing this? Who's gonna' read it? Casper the friendly ghost? Something is outside. I'm going to go check it out.
I'm writing this as fast as I can, if you find this heed my warning, the Thin Man is there. Stay out of the woods. dont worry bout lookin for me im gonna be dead when you do just remember 2 stay awaygood bye (Blood marks cover the page here.)

Official Police report-
Deputy Blake Sanchez was reported missing, on October First, 1999. No body was found, only spent shotgun shell casings. victim believed to be kidnapped.
End of report.

4.52 PM, SEPT. Twenty-First.
Blake stood and cocked his shotgun, carelessly throwing his pen to the ground. The Slenderman stood in his bedroom doorway, tendrils protruding from his back, sharpened points at the ends. Blake raised his gun and fired, the plastic casing fell to the floor with a thud. Slenderman simply absorbed the buckshot and teleported to the eastern wall. The officer turned and fired again, only for the process to repeat. Slenderman grabbed Blake and they teleported into the woods somewhere in Germany.
An old house loomed before them, and Blake was thrown inside. He got to his feet, and looked about him.
The Slenderman was suddenly next to him, and the deputy ducked as a tendril swiped at him. Blake darted out of the front door and into the forest. The sunset was Blake's only sense of direction. He ran towards it furiously, not daring to look behind him. The Slenderman might be there.
The deputy followed the sun's, light, it's rays poking through tree branches. He tripped on a rock and fell face first into the street. Blake looked about for a car. There was nothing. He was alone.
'Blake.' The deputy started. Where did that voice come from? Suddenly something bit into his flesh, and turned to see a tendril was stabbing him in the knee. But he felt nothing. Then the Slenderman appeared, and Blake sanchez learned the true meaning of suffering.

Offizielle Polizeibericht Eine Leiche wurde am September 21. fand blutverschmiert und enthauptet. Messer Wunden wurden in den Bauch, Hals und Gliedma en gefunden. Es gab keine Fingerabdr cke am Tatort. Ein Hinweis wurde neben der Leiche gefunden. Es zeigte sich eine o durchgestrichen mit einem x. Keine andere Beweismittel entdeckt wurde. Ende des Dokuments.