Matthew Falcon
Sunday, January 11, 1998
Section: MAIN
Edition: FIRST
Page: 1A

Jessica, Tuesday, Dec. 2, 1997

Jessica stopped and pretended to fiddle with her coat. The hooded man who was following too closely passed by, headed toward the University of Colorado's Dal Ward Athletic Center. She continued through the newly fallen snow toward the path behind the recreation center that would lead down across Boulder Creek and home. It was about 11:30 p.m.

"Right when I was at the top of that, he said, 'Excuse me, can you give me directions to the Cornucopia?'

"I said, 'Yeah, well, it's down this way, I can walk you down the path and then point you in the right direction.'

"He told me he was a school teacher from New York, and that he was here visiting friends. That path was really icy. He was right behind me and we were both having to hold onto the railing."

The two made small talk until the path crossed the creek, passed alongside the university practice field and ended near the parking lot for married student housing.

"'Cornucopia's that way,' I said, pointing. 'But I need to go this way.'

"He said, 'Thanks, for the directions,' or something like that. I turned around, put my hood on, and he struck me on the back of the head with some kind of a bar.

"I fell to the ground with the first hit. That was definitely the hardest. I didn't know exactly what happened, maybe something fell out of the sky. I remember thinking to myself, 'I have to start screaming.' So I started screaming and he just kept hitting me over the head, and I heard him say, 'Stop screaming or I'll keep hurting you.'

"I said, 'OK, OK, I promise I won't scream anymore,' and just decided to be as cooperative as I possibly could. I'm still on the ground, just struggling to get, well, just struggling. I didn't fight back at all, try to punch him or anything.

"He lifts me up. He kept saying 'Don't look at me. Stop looking at me or I'll hurt you.' So I did whatever he said. I just walked normal, he kind of had his arms around me and my backpack, kind of pushing me, not dragging me, but directing me.

"In the middle of the field that's behind Naropa he pushed me over to the picnic table and leaned me up against it and pushed me down on it, down on my stomach. I thought he was going to rape me at that point.

"I remember trying to catch my breath. I was breathing so hard I thought I was going to pass out.

" 'Are you going to rape me?' I asked.

"And he said, 'No. I'm not going to do anything like that.' His voice was surprised at the question, taken aback, like we were having a conversation or something. And I believed him. That was weird.

"He said, 'Are you OK? Did I hurt you?'

"'No, you didn't hurt me,' I said. I didn't know that I had blood all over me.

"I said, 'Are you OK?' And he said, 'No.'

"I think I said it again, 'Are you OK? What are you doing? Why are you doing this to me? What are you going to do with me?' And he said, 'I don't know yet.

"And he just kind of stood me there for awhile and if I tried to move at all - I wasn't trying to get away - but if I tried to move, he would jerk me.

"At that point I knew. He was pausing too long. I knew. I was scared to death of him, but he didn't know what he was going to do, for real.

"I said, 'You can have my wallet. Let me go. I won't call the police.'

"He pulled me away from the table and turned me toward the direction I was originally walking, and just pushed me really hard. He said, 'Run. Run as fast as you can, don't tell the police.'

"I felt like I was in slow motion trying to get away from him. When I got almost to the Naropa building, I fell, I slipped. These two guys came running up to me from the direction of Arapahoe and said, 'What's wrong, are you OK?'

"And I turned around and pointed to him - 'That guy just attacked me. Go get him.' The guy was still standing there, I think he was maybe going to come back after me. They both started running. I didn't care if they stayed with me, I just wanted them to go that way so that guy would run.

"I started running again, I got to Arapahoe. I tried to scream and realized I didn't have the energy for anybody to hear me at midnight.

"I kept running. I remembered a friend's house and ran in there. In hysterics. My good friend ran to me. At this point I didn't know how bad I was hurt, I had no idea. Then I kind of slipped on his floor because my feet were icy, and grabbed onto the counter with my gloves. My gloves were covered in blood and I just saw the streak and from that point I just really freaked out."

Jessica, a 22-year-old psychology student at the University of Colorado, was attacked walking to her home near Canyon Boulevard on Tuesday, Dec. 2, just before midnight. She received stitches for several cuts on her head. Based on Jessica's description of her assailant, the University of Colorado Police Department created and distributed a composite sketch. By the end of the week, former CU student Matthew Falcon confessed that he had attacked her.

Falcon is in the custody of his parents in Denver. The Boulder Police continue to believe Jessica's attack may be related to the slaying of Susannah Chase but have not named Falcon as a suspect in the second beating. Jessica asked that her last name not be used.

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