March 5, 2002 (Leesburg, VA / AP) - 3 months after DNA scientist Robert Schwartz was stabbed to death with a two-foot sword and left with a ritualistic X carved in to the back of his neck, the case has turned out to be less exotic than investigators thought, but chilling nonetheless.

Schwartz on daughter a 21 year old college student, is under arrest along with three other friends, ranging from 18-21, whose signed confessions are disturbing in both their macabre detail and the banality of their language.

Kyle Hulbert, an 18 year old with an interest in vampires and a history of mental illness, told police in a rambling 7 page confession that he had killed Schwartz to protect Clara Schwartz from her father "who had poisoned her many times with various chemicals."

Prosecutors and Defense Attorneys have said next to nothing about the case. Schwartz relatives have said the notion that he was poisoning his daughter was ludicrous. The 57 year old Biophysicist was a respected researcher in DNA sequencing and a contributor to one of the first online database of DNA sequencing information. His wife, Clara's mother, had died several years earlier from cancer.

He was killed December 8 and was found two days later in his farmhouse in Hamilton, about 40 miles west of Washington D.C. The investigation turned quickly to Hulbert, Michael Paul Pfohl and his girlfriend, Katherine Inglis. Neighbors had seen them drive to Schwartz house and get stuck in the mud. The three were charged with murder Dec. 12.

Clara Schwartz, a student at James Madison University, was later implicated and arrested on Feb. 1. Prosecutors said she was involved in the plot. But she was not there during the slaying itself. All four are being held without bail.

The mysterious X in Schwartz neck was said to have been related to a ritualistic murder. Friends said the ones who committed the crime had a fascination for medieval times and wizardry. and that they had met at a renaissance festival. But investigators said the X was just a coincidental stab wound, and Hulbert said he did not remember doing it.

Hulbert was allegedly the only one that had entered the house. The other two waited in the car. According to one of the accounts, Schwartz, on his knees before Hulbert delivered the fatal blow, looked up and asked, "What did I ever do to you?". In his confession Hulbert referred to vampirism and the occult and said the taste of Schwartz blood got in his mouth and "drove me into a frenzy."

Hulbert also wrote that he would have let Schwartz live if it had not been for the confession in his eyes when he confronted him about abusing his daughter. Defense attorney Connie Maggie said Hulbert's testimony is unreliable because of his mental history.

Hulbert's father had said that Hulbert had suffered from schizophrenia. Hulbert told investigators that he had stopped taking his medication a couple of days before the murder because he was having trouble with Medicaid.

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