Interrogator: This is day one, interrogation two of Mr..

Man: Gullman

Interrogator: Gullman. Interrogated by John Fisher. Can you tell me why you were outside?

Man: I was setting up a new cabinet I had gotten for my wife and I went to get a hammer out of the shed.

Interrogator: And what happened when you went to get the hammer?

Man: I opened the shed door and I heard some leaves move nearby. I didn't care because I just guessed it was another opossum. But then I heard a footstep, so I thought someone was on my lawn, so I reached into the shed and grabbed my shotgun. I slammed the door and I shouted "who's there" to scare the guy away.

Interrogator: And what did the person do?

Man: I already told you this! I looked at the bushes in the forest, it was dark so I couldn't see well, but I thought I saw the guy. I looked closer, shotgun first. Then I was a few yards away from it when I stopped. The back light from the house ended a few feet behind me, so I couldn't see very well.. I could barely make out the shape of the bush. I shouted at it, trying to scare the guy and I heard a growl. Immediately I thought 'Oh great, a rabid animal and I cant see shit'.

Interrogator: Please refrain from swearing.

Man: Do you want me to repeat my perspective or not? So shut up! I aimed my gun at the bush and then it smacked my gun to the side and knocked me down. It slammed me down! I saw its face, feet from mine! I-it had its mouth open towards me, it had long teeth-i could see down its throat! It's FLESHY throat! I saw the saliva and everything! It WASN'T no costume! It was REAL like FLESH AND BLOOD real! It only shoved me, but I was terrified! It stood over me, and it got closer, just looking into me! I couldn't see its eyes, but I saw its white nose poking out of the darkness, well what was a nose, it was like bone! Pale, and sharp. Then I heard a whistle and the thing ran away. I watched and heard its feet hit the ground, but then it stopped- it looked back to me. Its white eyes just looking at me from the black. It wanted me, I FELT it! But then I heard the whistle again and it ran. I mean RAN I heard the footsteps of the thing as it went to the whistle. It LISTENED to something else! It wanted ME. It was SMART! But it wanted other THINGS. It didn't need to listen. This thing wasn't mindless, it was smart and WANTED things more than to listen to whatever ordered it!

Interrogator: What did you do when it left?

Man: I froze. I sat there, terrified. I didn't know what to do, but then what if it came back? What if it came back for me? I ran back to the house, up the porch stairs into the house and shut the glass porch door behind me. I immediately locked the door, and stepped backwards from it. My wife asked me what was wrong, she saw me holding the shotgun and she saw me shaking. I told her "I saw something, someTHING is out there. It looked at me. It looked INTO me. It WANTED me. It wasn't human, it was something else! It had long teeth and glowing white eyes! It could come back! We can't go outside again. Not after dark. We're never going in the dark again, you hear me? Never! We're staying inside until sunlight hits the grass, we're not going out there again! NO!" I Yelled at her, but I chilled down for a moment because I was scaring her and my daughter and her friend who were on the living room floor playing. I stopped for a moment and told her more calmly, lowering my voice so she could hear, but not the kids. I told her "we're not going outside again, there's a THING out there. I aint wanting you or Katrina out there EVER." Then my wife screamed, she screamed like blood. She was looking behind me, I whipped around and I saw it through the glass door! It was only a fraction of it as it left, but I saw a corner of its face! I shouted and pointed at the door "THAT'S IT! THATS THE FUCKIN' THING! THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!" Then I heard its footsteps running away. But we all froze in silence as we heard it LAUGH. It LAUGHED. The fuckin' thing LAUGHED. It wasn't any normal laugh, no it wasn't human, it wasn't any animal i've heard before, it was worse. It had this hollow sound to it, it wasn't like you'd see in a movie, I've seen lots of monster movies. I watch horror movies, but this thing LAUGHED. Its breath made you FEEL its NEED for you. But it's LAUGH, its LAUGH was horror embodied into a voice! It was TOYING with us! It was LAUGHING at my wife's SCREAM. That fuckin' thing was laughing at my wife's SCREAM! Then I heard a window shatter upstairs, I ran up around the corner and up to the stairs, to see it at the top shutting off the light! IT STOOD THERE, SHUTTING OF THE LIGHT! IT flipped the switch and I heard it tear out the switch! IT SHUT OFF THE LIGHTS! I pulled the trigger and shot upstairs, but I heard it on ALL FOURS, running down the stairs! I shot the stairs, but I heard it run on all fours to my WIFE and the KIDS! I Ran after it, but I saw it on top of Katrina's friend, I HEARD it ripping at her flesh! My child screamed, right behind the thing as it crouched over her friend, I could barely make it out, but the moonlight showed the silhouette of her arm flying and hitting the wall as it ripped her apart! I could hear the flesh ripping! I could HEAR IT! It was so LOUD! My child was screaming right behind the thing and my wife was screaming to the right in the kitchen. Then the ripping stopped, and then I saw my daughter in the air. It took a moment, but as my eyes had adjusted to the light and I could make out the bloodied claws poking out of my DAUGHTERS BACK! IT STABBED her THROUGH HER STOMACH! It HELD her there as she screamed bloody murder staring into its pale face, as it stared back at her, only inches away from hers! I could see it SMILE! Its pale face SMILED at my DAUGHTER'S SCREAMING! Then it cut her throat open with its other hand. I heard both her and my wife stop screaming, then I heard my daughter fall to the ground like dead weight and I heard my wife scream. She screamed with blood in her throat, she screamed so loud as it sliced her throat with the same clawed hand that had shut up my daughter. Then it looked at me. Slowly. Its white eyes glowing in the dark. Then it spoke. "It's okay daddy. You'll be safe." It was my daughter's voice. Plain and clear. Like she was talking to me after school. It was mimicking my DAUGHTER'S VOICE! "It's okay dear. I'll be back. I always come back for you dont I?" IT SPOKE WITH my WIFE'S VOICE! The FUCKIN THING MIMICKED MY WIFE AND CHILD! Then it leapt onto me, knocking me to the ground and it stared me in the face with its pale face inches from mine! It stared at me with those white eyes. Then It LAUGHED AGAIN! THAT HORRIFYING LAUGH! I was TERRIFIED! But then I woke up, I was on the floor between the living room and the kitchen. I sighed so much, I was so relieved that It was a drunken nightmare, but then I got up and looked at the living room floor. Blood waterlogged the carpet, flooding onto the stone floors, a splatter mark of red on the wall. Then I slowly turned my gaze to the ground beneath my feet . The blood from the carpet was inches from me, right next to IT'S FOOTPRINT. I followed another, and another and another. I followed them with my eyes, turning as they went around my left and into the kitchen and were accompanied by two streaks of blood, like someone was dragged. And the trails went through the glass on the floor, though the broken porch door and outside. Then I called 911.

Interrogator: Thank you Mr. Gullman. I will be taking my leave now. Thank you for your time.

Man: It wasn't me. I swear. That THING did it!

*The door closed as John opened up a second door and walked up to the man on the opposite side of the two way mirror. "How did he do today?" the man asked before the metal door shut. There sat a sign on the door that read; Patient Chamber Observation: Miles Gullman. Below the sign, a small screen changed as it flipped to Day 187.*