True!—nervous—very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses—not destroyed—not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily—how calmly I can tell you the whole story.
As our protagonist narrorates his experiences, he gives the story his own unique style as he infulences certin aspects making himself look more favorable. Though it is quite obvious that this storys genre would be a horror story with a manic tone as the protagonist recalls the events he whitnessed. We can call him unrelaiable as other narrators could have dictated completely different storys with different styles of conveying fear.
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They suspected!—they knew!—they were making a mockery of my horror!-this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die! and now—again!—hark! louder! louder! louder! louder!
“dissemble no more! I admit the deed!—tear up the planks! here, here!—It is the beating of his hideous heart!”
This was obviously just a misunderstanding we should lea-
Thank you for having us-WHAT!!!!
Thus our protagonist proved his insanity through a manic outburst instilling the main idea onto the audience that the story was in fact being told by an insane person who had failed to persuade the audience onto his cause. While the moral of this story could be a multitude of things we can assume that it was somthing to do with not believing everythign that a narrator tells you. (An Lesson on Unreliable Narrators)