From the local news magazine, Between the Lawns, 203rd edition, 8-13-2010
Unknown Killer Attempts to take Child's Life for the First Time
After months of unexplained murders with common traits between targets, the aptly named Couple Killer had targeted young fifteen-year-old Billy Stirling, straying from his usual pattern. Stirling recounted a disturbing tale of what happened Wednesday night in an interview.
"I had woken up from a nightmare about tiny demons," Billy explained. "It was about three in the morning. I noticed that my window was open, even though I had definitely closed it to keep the cold out, like my mom had told me to. I shut the window, making sure it was locked this time before going back to bed. I had gotten comfortable, but I felt a little weird. I thought someone was watching me. I looked up and saw this guy. It was too dark to see, but his hoodie was covered in blood. He smelled awful. He was standing over me. Like, on the bed. I don't know how I didn't notice him. There were these glowing flecks around him and this black goo was dripping from his eyes, nose, and mouth.
"The man whispered an old nursery rhyme to me, telling me to go back to sleep. So I screamed, and he shoved a knife in my shoulder. He started to stab me, and he got about four jabs in before my dad came in. I got a good look at his profile when he turned to look at my dad. He had no nose. He had a long scar in a smile, like the Joker or something.
"My dad didn't get a word out before the knife that was in my shoulder and stomach was in his throat. Then, my mom came in just as the man was gathering his knife. She started screaming, 'I'm calling the cops! They're on their way!' Those were her last words before the knife was in the back of her head. He took the knife and put it in a sheath on his hip before jumping out of a window in a hall. I think he forgot me. I wasn't ever really into church, but now I thank god a lot. The glass shattered and all I could think was we're on the second story, and my… the old house doesn't have any ledges to land on. I got onto my feet to look at him, try to see what he looked like. He was running so fast, it wasn't human. Then the cops come with an ambulance. My parents were dead and I was the only one left. I'm crying and don't know what to do and they take me to the hospital.
"I don't know what else there was to him. A white hoodie, no nose, never blinking, and a long scar. What I do know will haunt me, and my dead parents will never leave me."
Police are convinced that Billy Stirling's description of the man was a result of his shock. However, Stirling's description is all police have to work with. If you see anyone fitting this description, please contact your local police department.