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- I'm afraid to stray to far from the house, certain sounds frighten me and my beloved sister Madeline, is wasting away.
- The Fall Of The House Of Usher
- Do you think the rocks that build this house are alive? I think they are, unlike my dear Madeline, who is no more.
- We were twins...
- That morning my childhood friend sent me a letter saying that he needed my company. I quickly got my horse ready, as I neared the Usher mansion I noticed large cracks displayed on the sides of the manor. A servant led me in. Sitting on a large table was my best and only friend Roderick Usher. His apperance had changed greatly from when I had seen him last, his eyes where oddly enlarged and watery , his lips where pale and tacky and his face was hollow and frail, you could see every bone of his body. I asked him to describe the symptoms of the illness. Behind him moving like a ghost was his sister Madeline. 'That will probably the last time we see her' Roderick commented with a dreary tone.
- Rattle, rattle, scaarpe, SCAAARPE, GRRRR
- DID WE PUT HER IN THEIR ALIVE... I KNOW YOU HEAR IT!
- She's going to come.. I need to hide
- After staying a few days I noticed a change in my friend. He started acting like his old self. We read books together, drew pictures and I listened to him play melancholy music. I thought that we would be able to work through this terrible illness but I was wrong, everything was about to get much worse. One day Roderick asked if I thought the walls where alive. As I fumbled for a answer he told me that his gorgeous Madeline would not rise to see another day.
- That evening we laid her rotting body in a small casket. We carried the coffin to a area I had not yet explored. It looked as though it had been a ancient dungeon where the Usher family placed their foes. We rested her coffin down on the cold hard ground. As we began nailing the lid of the coffin I realized how much Madeline resembled her brother. As though Roderick read my mind he replied saying the they where twins. As Roderick began sobbing I realized with a uneasy feeling that this dark glooming dungeon rested right below my room.
- A few days after the dreadfull news of Madeline I noticed Roderick's illness was growing worse. The following night it seemed the whole property was anticipating the fall of the house of Usher. Wind was roaring harder then I ever heard. A frail shadow began climbing up the stairs to my bedroom. I jumped. I let out a sigh of relief as I saw it was only Roderick. He stepped into my room with a weary expression and bloodshot eyes, I never thought a human being could be so skinny. He started yelling madly like he was trying to compete against the wind and see who could be louder. Underneath us I heard a unsettling rattling sound like the sound of a coffin scraping against stone. Roderick said with fear in his voice ' She's coming! Did we bury her in their alive... I need to hide'.
- The window flew open. In came the ghostly form of Madeline. Her dress was a ragged cloth covering her body. Her mouth opened wide exposing pearly white fangs. She suddenly pounced on her brother I barely had time to move out of the way. Roderick fell to the ground dead.
- I ran outside as fast as I possibly could. I clambered onto my horse and took off down the path. I turned around to see the once amazing manor crumble to the ground like it never was their.
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