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Entry Date: February 22, 1133 P.T. [Psyche Time]
Case Subject: the Boogeyman
Case Report By SCP-049,
Head Researcher for H.M. Queen Maria of the Automaton Archipelago

After receiving several urgent eyewitness reports, my team and I had arrived at a small house in [REDACTED] to investigate yet another attack.
The outside of the residence was in mint condition, while what was left of the interior was either shattered, snapped like a twig, smashed as if with a toon's mallet, or sliced and shredded to ribbons.

It wasn’t the surrounding debris, or the glitching and buzzing black substance covering every other item's remains as it was slowly dissolved and disposed of by Psyche's natural magic, that had unease my team and I. Not even the scratch marks on the walls, which could easily be mistaken for a death angel's.

It was the bloody drag marks on each and every wooden and carpeted floor, leading to massive and long-dried pools of humanoid blood, that did.

Whilst following one set of these drag marks out of curiosity, my colleague Emil uncovered a broken camcorder within what could only be a
crawlspace, located within the master bedroom's closet.

There were signs of a fierce struggle upon closer inspection.

The screen of the camcorder only had a single frozen image pointed towards the entry of the crawlspace from within.

Through extensive study of the image and what remained of the oned that the tested have
aggressor was a Mr. Micheal Myers.

His location, as well as that of the corpses, remains unknown.

Description
Entry Date: February 22, 1133 P.T. [Psyche Time]
Case Subject: the Boogeyman
Case Report By SCP-049,
Head Researcher for H.M. Queen Maria of the Automaton Archipelago

After receiving several urgent eyewitness reports, my team and I had arrived at a small house in [REDACTED] to investigate yet another attack.
The outside of the residence was in mint condition, while what was left of the interior was either shattered, snapped like a twig, smashed as if with a toon's mallet, or sliced and shredded to ribbons.

It wasn’t the surrounding debris, or the glitching and buzzing black substance covering every other item's remains as it was slowly dissolved and disposed of by Psyche's natural magic, that had unease my team and I. Not even the scratch marks on the walls, which could easily be mistaken for a death angel's.

It was the bloody drag marks on each and every wooden and carpeted floor, leading to massive and long-dried pools of humanoid blood, that did.

Whilst following one set of these drag marks out of curiosity, my colleague Emil uncovered a broken camcorder within what could only be a
crawlspace, located within the master bedroom's closet.

There were signs of a fierce struggle upon closer inspection.

The screen of the camcorder only had a single frozen image pointed towards the entry of the crawlspace from within.

Through extensive study of the image and what remained of the oned that the tested have
aggressor was a Mr. Micheal Myers.

His location, as well as that of the corpses, remains unknown.