Victoria Moreno, 39, was clutching a small, pink stun device as she answered her door Saturday evening, almost a day her family had reported that a clown invaded her home and attempted to shoot her 14-year-old brother.
“I made a joke like ‘OK boys be careful, don’t open the door for clowns,’” she recalled saying to her family immediately before the incident.
Across the nation, there have been reports of clowns frightening and terrorizing communities. School districts including Northside, North East, San Antonio and Harlandale have been the subject of clown-related threats that have been empty.
Until Friday’s home invasion, which San Antonio Police confirmed, San Antonio had not seen any real threats.
According to Moreno, her adopted brother had been sitting outside on a chair listening to music at about 7 p.m. in the 300 block of San Carlos Street when he decided to go inside.
In the living room, he was changing a CD in his electronic device when he looked up for a moment and saw a reflection in the living room television.
He turned around to see a clown wearing red and yellow standing before him in the living room, Moreno said.
The teen recalled the clown’s suit as somewhat tighter than most, and that he was wearing a mask instead of grease makeup.
Startled and frightened by the sight, Moreno said her brother reeled backward stumbling against the television, sending both falling backward.
He told police the clown insulted with an obscene name, while pulling out a gun and taking aim.
The first pull of the trigger, the gun jammed, Moreno said. A second attempt, and it jammed again.
By the third try, the teen was on his way out of the house, and the clown fired off a shot inside the living room, Moreno said. No one was was hit.
“My little brother had run across the street, he was shaking and crying saying there was clowns inside the house,” Moreno recalled.
The clown fled eastbound on San Carlos, the teen told police. As of Saturday, officials had no new details about the incident.
“We never have any problems. Leaving him here for 20 or 30 minutes is not a big deal when I’m just up the street,” Moreno said. “Now I know it’s for real. The clowns aren’t playing any kinds of games. They’re serious.”
Other than a shattered sense of security, the noticeable evidence remaining the next day was a bullet hole near a window.
“I’m glad that my little brother’s alive, that’s all that matters,” Moreno said. “Everything else is replaceable.”
It’s the most horrific thing Moreno said has happened in the six years she’s lived at the home, which the family now wants to leave.