“It is true I have been ill very ill but I am not crazy I promise.“
I had to hide the body of the old man! First I cut off then head, then the arms and the legs. I was careful not to let a single drop of blood fall on the floor. I pulled up three of the boards that formed the floor, and put the pieces of the body there. Then I put the boards down again, carefully.
Who is in my door at 4 o clock in the morning? I had no fear and I opened the door.
Ding Dong!
I opened the door and there were three police officers
“The scream was my own, I had a bad dream.The old man is gone he went visit a friend in the country.“ I took the police officers to search the house and finally we sat in the old mans room.
“your neighbor called us, he said he heard a scream!“
We chatted a lot. They believed my fake story, although they were very friendly I really wanted them to go! There was a sound driving me crazy, it became louder and louder I could not even concentrate. it was notjust inside my head. I did everything to cover that horrible sound. I know they could hear it but they didnt did anything, they were playing a game with me.
I was suffering more than I could bear, from their smiles, and from that sound. Louder, louder, louder! Suddenly I could bear it no longer. I pointed at the boards and cried, “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!?”