one day there was an old man and his caretaker. but there was a problem with the caretaker. he hated the old mans giant pale blue eye and he soon developed the idea to kill the old man so that the eye would be gone forever
I really hate that eye of his.
so for seven nights, at midnight he went to the old man's bedroom and peeked his head in the door, dreading to see the old man's giant vulture eye. but it was always closed.
darn it, his eye isn't open.
on the eighth night the caretaker went into the room more carefully than ever. but his finger had slipped on the lantern that he had been holding. the old man had woken up and had started to panic. when the caretaker had used the light of the lantern to see the old mans face, it landed on the vulture eye. it was open. he could finally be rid of that eye.
its open now! I can finally be rid of that eye!
so, he then took the old man's mattress and suffocated the old man with it. after that, he then cut the old man up into tiny peices and stored him under the floorboards.
YES! THE DEED IS DONE!
the police came to the front door in the morning because someone had called them because they heard a shriek in the night. he told them that it was him having a nightmare and he invited them in saying that the old man was on a vacation. he took them to the old man's room and got them chairs to sit o, while he sat on the spot where the body was hidden under the floorboards.
so... how is the weather?
but as the time started to pass he started to hear a noise. it was like a muffled heartbeat. he started to go insane as he continued to hear the noise. it became louder and louder until he could bear no more. he gave himself up and they sent him to a mental hospital.