because the way that he fell, to me he looks staged. to get us to stop so they could rob us. we thought it was a setup for us. so you didn t know whether he was going to assault you? exactly. or whether he was running from that guy. then said trevor in marissa, the mask man retreated into the alley, to this garage. and that s where he stood. he stood there on guard, like he was protecting something. i was like, i m getting out here right. now trevor and marissa left the man on the ground pleading for help, like some seasoned method actor, and ran from their walk on role in this twilight episode. when they got home, they called the police. squad cars prowl the streets as the autumn light angled toward the horizon. but in this soft, after supper quiet, nothing seemed out of place. nothing amiss. that was that. until weeks later, when police came back here looking for
because, that very evening a lonely casino security officer named gilles tetreault was petering round on his computer and saw the newspaper article online. the police appeal. and felt the blood drain from his face. that person. was him. i m like oh my god, that s the same hockey mask as i saw, that guy was wearing. the hockey. mask the hockey. mask i started reading this story and i was like oh my god, someone got killed. now that terrifying evening, the horror, the embarrassment, came crashing back into his head. it was he, gilles tetreault who so frightened that couple out first stroll, trevor and marissa. he he picked up the phone and before long found himself in a little room with detective bill clark. and, in my career, it was probably the most spellbinding interview i ve ever had with the witness. and now. you are about to hear that
these two, their names are melissa and trevor, they were out through an evening stroll when they step through the looking glass. and happen when a young man came stumbling out of this alley collapsed in front of them. the attacker was wearing a dark hooded sweatshirt, and a hockey mask. it s like every nightmare you had as a child, after watching a scary movie. sure. every night where you ve ever had, all of the sudden it s rare. mind you, this was no bewitching hour. it was 7:30. and early autumn sun had just begun to take on the honey glow of along northern evening. neighborhood kids were still straggling home from soccer practice. was it believable to you? well, yes and no.