The Narrator arrives at the House of Usher after receiving a letter. Its proprietor, Roderick Usher, had been one of my boon companions since boyhood. . . A letter, however, had lately reached me in a distant part of the country -- a letter from him. . . and I accordingly obeyed forthwith what I still considered a very singular summons.
After Madeline's death, they bring her body to a basement vault to bury her. At the request of Usher, I personally aided him in the arrangements of the temporary entombment. The body having been encoffined, we two alone bore it to its rest. The vault in which we placed it. . .
Weeks after Madeline's death, she breaks out of her tomb and arrives at the others' bedroom. It was the work of the rushing gust -- but then without those doors did stand the lofty and enshrouded figure of the lady Madeline of Usher.
After her arrival from the grave, Madeline walks over to Roderick and they both collapse. ... and in her violent and now final death agonies, bore him to the floor a corpse, and a victim to the terrors he had anticipated.
After witnessing the deaths, the Narrator flees. From that chamber, and from that mansion, I felt aghast.
After fleeing, the Narrator sees the House of Usher crumble. there was a long tumultuous shouting sound like the voice of a thousand waters -- and the deep and dank tarn at my feet closed sullenly and silently over the fragments of the 'House of Usher'