- This is Officer
McGalliard, filing a report. Case number 947261. On March 5th, 2013, I was
assigned to sector Car 293 and dispatched to the corner of 450 North and 320 East, outside Pazink. The dispatcher stated that a
witness had reported an assault at that location. I arrived there at 9:21 p.m. The victim was laying on the
sidewalk with visible injuries to his head, torso and arms. He was bloodied, but there was
another red substance smeared on his face that did
not appear to be blood. He was conscious when I
arrived, but seem to be dazed. I'm interviewing the victim now, in order to aid in the
search for his assailant. Sir, could you please state
your name for the record? - Sure, I'm Carl Lon. - Thank you Carl. Now, I'd like to get a full
report of this incident. Including as much detail
as you can remember. Please begin whenever you're ready. - Well, I had just left work. It was about eight o'clock. It was drizzling outside. So I put on my windbreaker and
tried to walk home quickly. I stayed late at the office. I work on the Garfield comic strip and there's talk of layoffs going around, so I wanted to show my value. I had just started working
there a few months before, so I figured I'd be
one of the first to go. I also hadn't had a chance to get to know the area very well yet. Between that and the dark and the rain, I got a little disoriented. I guess I walked past my turn
and found myself in a park that I didn't recognize. So I turned around to go back, but then... There it was in the sidewalk behind me. About 200 feet away. Thought I was just seeing things at first. It was so bizarre. - We'd like to have a proper description of your assailant, sir. Please provide as much detail as possible. - Okay... Well, I couldn't tell if
it was a man or a woman. It was all lumpy and honestly,
it didn't really have that much of a human form to it. It was tall though, at least six feet... Probably more. It was wearing a really beat up costume and I know this sounds crazy,
but it was a Garfield costume. Big eyes, bulging roles of
flesh, lots of orange fur. The tail had clearly been
dragged behind it a long way. It was one of the most
disturbing things I've ever seen. Sorry, I know that's
not a great description. - There aren't any other
details you remember? Did you hear the attacker's
voice, for example? - No, he... I'm just going to call it
he, wouldn't say anything. He was just standing
there under a streetlight, staring at me and not moving at all. It was kind of unsettling,
so I called out to him. He didn't answer me though. Actually... I'm pretty sure he never
said a word the entire time. He started walking toward me. And that's when I noticed
he had a baseball bat. I kept trying to ask him what he wanted, but he wouldn't answer me,
no matter what I said to him. And he didn't stop coming towards me. So I panicked and started running away. I was scared out of my damn mind. He started to chase me
and the whole suit wiggled and bounce like it had jello inside it. He was freakishly fast, too. I think I started screaming for help, but I didn't see anyone else around. I kept looking back and kept
coming closer and closer. I could smell this awful
stench coming from him. - Could you describe the smell, please? - Like a sweaty locker room that someone left old spaghetti in. Lots of sweat, dirt and tomato sauce. - Thank you, please go
on with your account. - Well, I was running. Screaming and glancing behind
me and I slipped in a puddle and fell onto the sidewalk. The rain made a hard to see, but I remember the sound he
made when he caught up to me. It was like a low growl
or meow or something. I wish I was making this up, but he seemed freakishly
committed to the character. Then I felt this crushing blow to my head. (baseball bat thumping) I yelled and I tried to crawl away, but he just kept hitting me with this bat until I stopped moving. Then I heard this tearing sound and the smell got even stronger. The rain was much heavier by that point and I could barely open my eyes, but I saw him standing
over me with a big red blob in his hand. It's another thing I noticed then. His suit was filthy, but something about his fur
was disturbingly realistic. Like it was made from actual cat fur. Or maybe another type
of fur, I don't know. But it kind of makes sense
because I'm allergic to cats and they haven't been able to get my eyes to stop watering all night. - If you could get to
the point, please sir. These reports are supposed to be succinct. Just the facts and
details of what happened. - Sorry, point is, I'm
pretty sure the suit was actually made of cat fur. This guy must be completely insane. So, there I was, lying on the ground. Then he start shoving this
disgusting gunk in my face. That's when I knew what
the tomato smell was. From how he was carrying around lasagna. Then he started force feeding it to me. It was hundred times worse
than when he was hitting me with the bat. Which was just handful
after handful of lasagna, being shoved down my throat in big lumps. I didn't have a chance to chew. I started choking and gagging
and he was making more and more cat noises. I remember the screeching in particular. I thought, this is the worst way to die. On a Monday after an awful day of work, choking him lasagna force-fed
to me by the character my job is all about. Then it all stopped very suddenly. He went silent and still. And bolted away a second later. Like, a startled cat. - I see and did you have
any further interaction with him after he fled? - No, after that he was just gone. Not that I was aware
of much at that point. I threw up a bunch of lasagna,
passed out on the sidewalk. I'm not sure how long I was out, but I woke up after a while. I was trying to figure out
whether or not I should go to the hospital when you
pulled up and found me. - That was going to be my next question. If you require medical attention, I can call an ambulance to
come assess your condition. It's entirely your choice. But if you wish to have a
record of your injuries, it could be helpful in the event
that we find the individual who attacked you. - Yeah, I think I hit my head too. Might be a good idea to have
someone check everything out. And there's one other thing
that might be helpful. I'm sure you already made this connection, but it probably has
something to do with my job. Like I said, I work on
the Garfield comic strip. There have been rumors, actually. I thought it was just
some weird ghost story that they tell new
hires to scare them off. Someone told me about a
monster who protects the comic on my first day. That I made a big mistake
by getting this job. You know, a bunch of
conspiracy theory talk. He said it was like bigfoot. But with the ridiculous goal
of keeping Garfield alive. He was supposed to come out
whenever something bad happens to the comic. Like someone quitting or
the higher-ups talking about shutting it down. Apparently, it's happened
to Jim Davis more than once. That's what made me think he was crazy. He claimed Davis had been assaulted by a semi-intelligent monster, but he couldn't give me any details about what the monster looked like. He said nobody knew for sure. Just that the attacks were brutal. The way he was talking, he
had so much fear in his eyes. Like, he'd actually seen it before. I think I understand his terror now. Whatever that thing was,
whatever I saw tonight, it was no man. Seriously, I've never seen that
look in a man's eyes before, but now... - [Man] Excuse me, are you two talking about the Garfield incident
that just happened here? - [Officer] Excuse me,
sir, we're in the middle of a report here. Could you please back up
and give us some room? - [Man] Of course, but
I have some information you might find useful officer... - [Officer] McGalliard. - [Man] Officer McGalliard,
great and you are? - [Carl] Carl Lon. - [Man] Perfect. Targets are subdued. Proceed with Plan B. Jones, Franklin, you're with me. - [Carl] Hey!
- [Officer] What the... (truck engine idling) - Ugh, my head. What's going on? What is this? Who are you? Do you have any idea what
kind of day I've had? - Relax, this won't be more
than a minor inconvenience. We're trying to keep this brief. Do you know of anyone
planning to leave the company of their own volition? - Why... You know that guy, that thing
is still out there, right? - We have the situation under control. You're assailant has been contained. Please, just answer the, sir. - All right, let's get
this beast out of here. What the... - [Garfield] Where's my lasagna, John?
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