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I can't stand his one eye. It reminds me of a vulture, pale blue with skin all over it!
But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded. Slowly opening his door every night at midnight. But his eye was always shut, so I could not continue.
On the eighth night I enter the room. His eye made contact with mine and there I had it. I grabbed the blanket and suffocated him to his death.
I took apart his body one peice by one peice then stored it under the floor boards.
The police came to investigate as they got an complaint about a squel. But squel was from me because I was having a bad dream.
And did I mention they found nothing, I even let them in his room. But, they still found nothing. Until...
Villains!! Dissemble no more! I admit the deed! Tear up the planks! HERE!! HERE!! It is the beating of his hideous heart!
I CAN HEAR HIS HEART, MAYBE THEY CAN TOO! I SWEAR I CAN HEAR IT GETTING LOUDER AND LOUDER!
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