Dear Diary,

A small bell with a note tied to it was posted through each door on our street a couple of hours ago, while I was taking a nap.

It was a present from the murderer.

Nobody saw who it was, except for a little old lady who lives down the end of the street. She says that they wore a red cape that obscured their face and green tinsel round their neck.

I have an outfit that's very similar to her description.

Love, Jingle