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The Cask of Amontillado

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  • Exposition/Setting
  • The time has come, the biggest party of the year. All of my fellow colleagues will be here flaunting their wealth. But we all know who's the richest here, Montressor. I can't stand him, who knew that the darkest one would be the wealthiest of us all.
  • Fortunato, thats my name. Means lucky and fortune, and we all know why. I am the richest man in all of our town, well I will be after tonight. For now, Montressor, has me beat. After tonight he'll finally understand that I'd never let someone like him be better. His kind will never be accepted, and for that reason its in my hands to end his life.
  • Its been a few hours now and I've had a decent amount of wine, but Its just to get me through the night. That pig has invited me to test one of his most expensive wines, and everyone knows how much I love wine. But I shall only have a sip, I have big plans to carry out. 
  • Further and further he walks us into his wine cellars, consistently filling me with wine. I can't believe someone like him could have more land than me. Oh how I can't stand him... Finally we've reached the room. I stumble in unable to control my body after all the wine. How could I be so reckless with my plan? And why can't I move?
  • This is impossible. This pig has me beat again, I had the perfect plan to kill him. Why am I here? What is he holding?... Is that a pig head? He starts laughing uncontrollably, but I don't see anything funny. He puts the head down and starts to walk closer towards me. He has a knife in hand, and slits my chest. Blood starts to trickle down.
  • Next he went for my tongue. I could no longer speak nor scream. He grabbed the pig head again and put it over mine. Then started to slowly sew its neck fat into mine. All these years I've called him a pig, and now look whos actually one. All is done. I'm trapped in a brick room left to die. Never again will I be able to call him out his name. I have drank to my death, may the pig live in eternal torment.
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