They will tell you I'm mad Oh, yes that's what they'll say. Don't believe it! I hear everything in heaven and earth and even some things in hell! Let me tell you what happened that night, and how brilliantly I did it. To do this, I have to start at the beginning . I am the old man’s caretaker, but something about him really bothered me...
... his eye. It's disgusting It vexes me with its light blue gaze through the odd film that coats the thing.
For eight nights I watched him in his sleep with the intent of killing him. But I didn't have the heart to do it without seeing the eye.
On the eight night, though, I did it. He was alerted to my presence and he opened his eye... it had been my time to strike. But I didn't do it. I heard his heart beating. It continued for at least an hour. Eventually it became so unbearably loud that I indeed killed him!
After I did the deed, I dismembered the old man and hid his body under the floorboards. (Would a madman do that?)A neighbor called reporting his shriek, and three police officers came knocking at my door to search the house. I was so confident that I led them all around the house, and had them sit down to rest in the old man's room!
As we spoke, I heard it again. It started out soft, but got increasingly loud! They had to have heard it! They were mocking me! They knew... they knew! The sound became so loud I tore up the floor boards and revealed the old man's body!