Cask of Amontilldo
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- It's carnival season in Italy. Everyone is gathering together, having fun, and of course drinking wine. Fortunato and Montresor are together at the carnival. Since Fortunato's sister has passed they soon began to grow closer.
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- My Name is Fortunato. Not to long ago my sister passed away from a sickness she had been suffering with for a while. Her husband, Montresor, and I have grew much closer since her death. As we began being together more often, I felt as if he was developing a sense of love for me. The way he would talk at times, gestures, etc. I thought it was weird considering our age gap, but then again I wanted to get closer to Montresor's son, so I went with it.
- I soon began to think that Montresor was catching on that I wasn't interested in him, but I was interested in his son. Montresor would try to distance us, cutting off all forms of available contact. With me stuggling with the death of my sister both mentally and physically, and not being able to see the person I've developed a sense of love for was beginning to tear me apart.
- One day, when Montresor came to visit, he invited me to come down to his vaults later that week. He mentioned that his son would be there, so of course I accepted the invitation. I was so excited to be able to spend time with his son, even though he would be still be there.
- When the day rolled around, Montresor picked me up and we went to his families vaults. It was a dark, small and felt eerie in the vaults. "Oh, how nice it is down here, Montresor, the vaults are great!" I said. He responded, "Why thank you, I wanted to ask you a question Fortunato." "What is it Montresor?" I asked. He responded, "Since I am getting to a old age, I wanted to give you part of the family name, and make you second owner of the vaults, first being my son." It sounded like a dream. "Of course I will!" I said in response.
- Finally! A dream come true!
- Montresor took us further down into the vaults. Their was a small room placed inside a bigger room, that didn't have a door. Montresor told me and his son to go stand in the room while he got paperwork for me to sign. We went inside, and just seconds later a rope was tied around both of our legs. He began to build a wall around the frame of the door, trapping us inside the room. "Ha, you'll never get married or be together happily now!" He said getting the last laugh.
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