The rising action is leading to the climax. The narrator keeps on peaking in the old mans room night after night after night. " And every night at midnight, I opened his door. I eased it open very gently. When I had made an opening large enough for my head, I put in a lantern. The lantern was closed so that no light showed. Then I put my head in the room."
That old mans eye! I..I..I just can't stand it any more.
No! Please! I can't breath!
The Climax is the turning point in a story. "With a loud, I throw open the lantern and leaped into the room. He screamed once- once only. I dragged him to the floor and puled the heavy bed over him. Then I smiled. The deed was almost done. But for many minutes the heart beat on with muffled sound. This though. did not bother me. It would not be heard through the wall.
The falling action is starting to warp up the story. " Then I took up there planks from the floor and put the pieces in the space underneath. Then I replaced the planks so well that no human eye could have found anything wrong.