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Police report. subjects 2. Damage and cause:Unknown.

Genders: Female.Male.

Suspect: Scarlett Rose

Guardians names:Unknown. Guardians age:Unknown.

Guardian living/Dead: Dead
Reason for death if so:  Disembodied and disfigured with wounds cut
open through the skull and hitting the brain. Legs and hands almost
chopped off clean. A deep cut to the throat. Both guardians have the similar outcome of Scars and bruises.

Description of killer: Gender: Female Height: 5’2
Description: She has long brown hair, wears a red dress with a white apron that's matted in blood ov the victims she's killed. She had no eyes but it's a rare site when she does. Her eye sockets drip black sludge of sorts. Her teeth are sharp to a point and her finger tips are matted and sharp in blood. She had ears of a wolf on her head stitched in and a wolf tail stitched to her lower back.

Wheres she has been: The most recent places are wooded areas and suburban areas with houses.

Weapons: What we have seen so far in reports is that she kills with a Axe and her fingernails. She will tear the flesh off of people using her nails making them a soft and crusty red color.

The following is top secret and only for law enforcement eyes only. These papers were found in the basement of Scarlett.R home and should be under looked by investigators until further notice. The above is the witnesses and police report.

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Bio. sub. #3.
Name:Scarlett Rose.
Age:19.
Gender:Female
Date of birth:------
Date of death:Unknown.
Test subject:#3.
Day: 163.
Test:64.
Date:-/-/1886.
Effects:Unknown.
log recording #10.:
“She was in great health but something wasn't right. It's all off! S-she needs to be more,more,gah. What is the word im looking for.”[Male.#1 yelling    fades.Little Girl's voice starts] I heard yelling from the basement as I covered my ears with my pillows. I was only 6 years old when my 2 other sisters disappeared after that night. They left me with my drunken mother and my-my ------mfather. H-He escaped from Branch Hill’s ------I sat there whimpering as I heard footsteps walking up the basement stairs. I closed and locked my door every night. Locking the noises out never seemed to work for me. T-The basement was a forbidden place and I was not allowed to go down there at any cost. Heh either way I wouldn't go down there. All the animal screams and cries I hear from down there and the smell of red gushing blood. I-I can't even explain why he does these things. [Screaming and fighting start to slowly fade into the background and slowly starts to get louder.] I-I. [Recording ends.]


Log recording #19.:
“Ok it's set up. Ready to play ‘My neck of the woods.’Summer?” [Static and a female voice can be heard. Birds chirping. Area: Backyard.wooded area.]
“Yup.” [Another girl voice is introduced.Female.#2] “Soo uhh how do we play again?” [Female.#1]”Ugh, it's like tag but if you get ‘tagged’ or well caught on the other player's side of the woods or side looking for the objects we have chosen for each other to find. But if they do get caught then the player must ask the intruder. ‘What are you doing in this neck of the woods?’And then they have to give the player a good reason to why they are their. Got it now?”  [Female.#2] “Ok got it.” [Female.#1] “Ok,ready.set.GO!” [Running can be heard and fades off into the distance.] [1 hour passes. A sudden blood curdling scream can be heard in the distance as another one is heard. Some sort of mutation screech can be heard as footsteps and heavy breathing get close. Small whimpers can be heard as a gunshot goes off and then a male screaming can be heard. Flesh and bones sound as if there is pressure causing the bone to snap and the flesh tearing apart.] [Recording ends]

Log.Entry writing piece:#1.
Date:-/30/1899
Dear diary.
Today I went into the woods and played a game with my sister. I was running and I heard a scream. Soon I saw a thing. It was inhumane and looked like a monster. My father shot the beast when I came running and crying. Unfortunately my dad had to get his leg cut off. I could hear his screams and when the doctors were done,hand prints and blood mounted the bed sheets. I should try to get some sleep.
                            S.R~
Log.Entry writing piece:#6.
Date:-/14/1899
Dear diary.
I keep having these nightmares. I feel like i'm being watched especially at night. I sometimes see 2 glowing red dots sit in the corner of my room and sometimes at the end of my bed. A-Am I going crazy? Father has been acting strange lately. It's been 5 months since his recovery. He even told me to go to the basement. I refused to and my mother beated me for not doing as told. I was then sent to my room. My dark.dark.room.All alone. It keeps staring at me again. Its ears twitching and fangs show with a low growl. Like its going to pounce but. It looks at the door. Like its waiting and protecting. I don't know anymore.  
Log.Entry writing piece:#20.
Date:5/--/1902
Subject:#3.
Gender:F
Test run:83
Analysis of test: Off by 45% in calculations
Formula:--------------------- ------------ -------------- --------- ------- ---------------- ------- ---------- --- ------------- ---------------- ------ ------- ------------------- ---- -------- --- ------ --- --------- --- ------------- --- ----- ------------ --- ------- ---- ----------- ---- ------- --- -------.
Analysis:
She seems to see things and she screams too much and wiggles around. Stabbing her doesn't work out too well but whatever a loving father can do for his daughter I guess is to let her be like a animal that she is. I'll start with the surgical procedure tomorrow after some more tests. Punishing her and cutting her seems to be the best way to shut her up. Her sisters were much better than this. At least they stayed still. Then again they did ----- before they ---,Oh well no matter. I will be doing further research tonight.

Log.Entry writing piece:#20.
Date:5/--/1902
Subject:#3.
Gender:F
Test run:160
Analysis of tests: Positive
Analysis of operation:Went smoothly.
General info and analysis:
Her wolf ears and tale seem to twitch. She did lose a lot of blood.The-
[The rest was unreadable with blood stains smudging the paper.]

Log recording.:#109.Final.
[Screaming and crying can be heard from a young girl.]”OH SHUT UP!” [Male voice comes in and then it's almost as if everything goes quiet silent.] “Now that knife will stay there until further notice. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME![Whimpers can be heard.]”DO YOU!,Good! Now where was I. Oh yes. Test subject #3 has just woken up. She seems to be in the most of pain. Her ears and tale are controllable by her own will. Unfortunately I have had to stab her multiple times in the chest but there shouldn't be and damage done- Oh.OH MY GOD! Y-Your eyes! S-Scarlett where are your eyes! T-there's o-only empty sockets with small red glowing pupils ,a-and your fangs are s-shaper then what I made them. Omg you're bleeding from the eye sockets and your mouth.”[Low growls can be heard and soon snarling and yelling. screaming rips out as a snapping sound echoes throughout the room. Blood splattering and screeching can be heard.][Female.#1.]”ARE YOU PROUD FATHER!ARE YOU PROUD OF ME NOW!HAHAH..Oh father you should of never escaped that asylum.[End of recording]


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Heh, So, You are probably reading this right now. Right? Yeah I figured. Oh yes i'm already here to kill you. You wanna know somethin~ When I was a girl. I loved the color red. Heh. My favorite book was little red riding hood. Her outfit and the woof and mmm I just love the color. Now you on the other hand I don't like. No.No.No now now calm yourself. I just think the color red doesn't look to great on you. Heh You know what happened to mother. She looked good in red. All the gashes and deep dark crimson red blood splattering everywhere. Mother abused me too much and well I think she deserved a reward. I hung her up and then played a game where you bat all the candy out letting it drip to the floor. Father got a face full of needles and a make over. He didn't play fair. I stabbed his eyes with the needles and then pulled his eyes out one by one. I bounced them on the ground like a bouncy ball. You know what happened after that. I slit both their throats with the axe my father used to cut up the wolf and I did the same to them before I ran into the forest. I saw a man! He was tall and slender like! So I approached him. He wore a polka dotted suit and a top hat with the happiest of smiles. He said I could stay with him. He was tall and had tendrils. But I wanted to do one thing before I decided that decision. I wanted to meet YOU! Now i'm here. I think I will try to see how red looks on you. Hehe just one question before I knock on your door. What are you doing in this neck of the woods?

By S.R
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So you read that and start to freak out. Your eyes are wide and filled with fear after reading that and you walk over to the door to check. You have no clue how those files made it to your office desk in your own home but how ever they got there well heh you don't want to know. Let's be honest here! You sigh knowing that your safe and maybe this was just some sort of prank. Maybe one of your friends got a hold of the key to your house or something. Who knows. You just know that you're planning on making sure all the doors and windows are locked before you head out to your night shift at this really big national park called well...what was the place you worked at called again...oh well. It doesn't matter. The point is someone broke in and placed files and tapes with a tape recorder on your desk. How umm how do you say this. Creepy. You walk around your house. At every step your wooden floor creaks as you feel like you're being watched. To your surprise you can find nothing. No broken windows, no doors unlocked or opened. Just nothing. You feel strange but shrug it off and decide that maybe you should text your friend and ask them.
Once your done texting them and waiting for their response you lay on the couch when you suddenly hear something or someone walk around upstairs? You hear a giggle and look around. Your heart starts pounding as you scatter into the kitchen grabbing a sharp knife of sorts and placing it out in front of you. You say hello as there was suddenly scratching from upstairs. It sounded like someone was scratching up the floors with claws. It sounded like they were in human! Someone was still in the house! But who. Was it the person that left all the files and such? If so why. You ask yourself these questions but you are very unsure and unnerved about this whole situation!
   
    You hear a thud from upstairs as everything goes silent. You thought about those files. Could it be? No no it can't be! Maybe you're just imagining things again. With a sigh you head up the stairs, at each step your breath becomes more and more shaky and your heart starts to beat out of your pounding chest. You could feel the fear grow inside you at every step of the way. You take your last step and place your foot onto the top step when suddenly a gust of cold air comes rushing past like a ghost. You shiver feeling very cold as knocking at the door starts. And the doorbell rings. You stop and walk down slowly keeping the knife in your hand as you open the door to find, it was just your friend. Wait. If your friend is at the door then....whose upstairs. You feel very uncomfortable and tell your friend about what happened. He doesn't believe you as he looked upstairs to find that there is nothing there. He even walked into your office and found nothing.

    He looks at you like your crazy. He tells you to get into the car so you do so, grabbing your things that you're going to need for work and putting the knife back. You thought it was strange. Were you dreaming this all up. You can't be, how could you be?! All those noises sounded so real! You try pinching yourself but nothing. You're awake alright! You feel relief wash over you as you and your friend drive to the park for the night shift. With a sigh you look out your window as your friend turns on the radio to a news station.

   
   

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