From the police report filed by Deputy Anna Harris-Fuller on January 13, 2002.
Fuller had only been a deputy for approximately eleven months at the time of the incident, and was the first officer to arrive on the scene.
The area around the outside of the school was crowded with students who had been ordered to leave the building by the assistant principal. The principal was not there, and the fact that he was missing seemed suspicious at the time. Mrs. Richmond, the assistant, who had blood on her shirt and some in her hair, met me at the door. She had been crying. She told me there was a boy killing people in the nurse's office. She said his name was Jeremy. I drew my weapon and told her to go outside. The hallways were empty, littered with discarded backpacks and papers left by the students. Several lockers were open.
I proceeded to the nurse's office, but it was empty. There were two dead bodies on the floor, and the officer's sidearm had been removed. Someone had wiped their feet on the nurse's back as they left, leaving a smear on her clothing. There were no footprints leading away from the office.
At this time, I called for backup and proceeded with my sweep of the ground floor. A few minutes later, I heard a gunshot from the floor above, and I moved quickly to the stairs on the southern end of the building. When I arrived at the stair, I encountered a young girl moving very slowly down the hall. Her backpack was slumped over one shoulder, and she didn't pay any attention to me. When I approached her, she collapsed. She had been shot in the stomach. She was dead less than a minute later.
The stairs were empty, and there were trails of blood on both the railing and on the underside of the steps. The lights were out on the floor above, and there was no movement. I made the decision to continue on, feeling that there may have been other students in very serious danger.
The band room was at the far end of the hall. There were sounds coming from the room as I approached. I carried both my flashlight and my service revolver and carefully surveyed the hallway. There were two more students that had been killed. By my best estimate, a total of five shots had been used by the assailant, leaving ten in the officer's clip.
The door to the band room had a single narrow window that was obscured by a large poster. I carefully removed the poster to get a look inside the room. It appeared empty until I was able to make out the shape of a young girl, completely naked, crawling on her hands and knees across the carpet. Unable to make out exactly how many people were in the room, I decided against rushing in. Instead, I knocked on the door and identified myself as a police officer.
"It's open," said a male voice. I knocked again, repeating my statement. A young boy appeared at the window, naked, with a gun to the head of an adult male. Through the glass, I smelled a strong odor that brought tears to my eyes. The boy was sweating, and his body was shaking. He smiled and pointed the gun at me. "Deputy Fuller has the best ass in the department, four out of five officers say. She was sleeping with the boss, and now he's divorced. What a shame-shame. Oops, forgot, here came the bride. Nice ring, must have lost my invitation. Well, good luck!" and he put a bullet in the window that glanced off my head, knocking me unconscious.
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