" I thrust in! I moved it slowly- very, very slowly, so that I may not disturb the old man's sleep."
The old man wakes up after he hears the noise of the lantern. The narrator did not dare to move a muscle after.
"I had my head in, and was about to open the lantern, when my thumb slipped upon the tin fastening, and the old man sprang up in the bed, crying out- Who's there?"
"There was no pulsation. He was stone dead. His eye would trouble me no more."
The Narrator went in the house for seven nights and watched the old man sleep.
"I cut off the head and the arms and the legs. I then took up three planks from the flooring of the chamber, and deposited all between the scantlings.
"I bade them search-search well"
The Narrator saw the vulture eye and kept hearing the old man's heart beating and beating. It eventually leads him to kill the old man.
"Villians! I shrieked, dissemble no more! I admit the deed!- tear up the planks!-here,here!-its is the beating of his hideous heart!"
He then disposes of the body and hides it under the wooden floorboards. Thinking it was the best spot, he did not know what would happen next.
The old man's neighbor had heard a shriek from inside the house. The police then show up and search the whole house. The Narrator so confident of his hiding spot then lets them stay a little and talk to them.
The Narrator keeps hearing a heart beating and beating. The sound finally drives him insane and he confesses to the crime.