It is impossible to say how the idea first entered my head. There was no reason for what I did. I did not hate the old man; I even loved him. He had never hurt me....I finally decided I had to kill the old man and close that eye forever!
The man sneaks into the old man's bedroom to peek at his eye.
When the old man looked at me with his vulture eye a cold feeling went up and down my back; even my blood became cold.
The old man was startled by a presence in his bedroom.
Who's there???
The old man is killed by the mad man.
Die!, Die!
He hid the old man's body underneath the floorboards. He can hear what sounds like the old man's heart still beating.
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The man confesses out of guilt to the police that he in fact killed the old man because he thought the police already knew
“Yes! Yes, I killed him. Pull up the boards and you shall see! I killed him. But why does his heart not stop beating?! Why does it not stop!?”
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*Knock knock *
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