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  • Upon the eighth night, I had decided to kill the old man. How did I end up here, you may ask? Let me calmly explain. 
  • I loved the old man, he had never wronged me. He never insulted me, and I didn't want his gold. His eye, his vulture eye, was the only thing that troubled me. 
  • I did this for seven long nights, but I always found it closed.
  • Every night, I would quietly open his door and slowly poke my head in. I looked in upon him as he slept. Why? It was because of his eye, his evil eye. 
  • My thumb slipped upon the tin fastening, so he sprang up in his bed, and yelled out --"Who's there?" 
  • Perhaps he heard me, because he moved in his bed. He couldn't see the opening of the door, but he knew someone was there.
  • *Beat*
  • *Beat*
  • *Beat*
  • I turned on the lantern, and finally got a glimpse of the vulture eye. It was open, and I felt rage as I gazed upon it. Soon I heard the beating of the man's heart. The beating grew louder-- louder!
  • *Beat*
  • Now I knew that the old man's hour had come. 
  • He kept whispering to himself --"It is nothing but the wind in the chimney --"It's nothing but a mouse crossing the floor," 
  • In an instant, I leaped into the room. He shrieked, and I dragged him to the floor and pulled the heavy bed on top of him. 
  • *Beat Beat Beat*
  • My thumb slipped upon the tin fastening, so he sprang up in his bed, and yelled out--"Who's there?" 
  • For a few minutes, the heart beat on with a muffled sound. Finally, the beating stopped; the old man was dead.
  • Perhaps he heard me, because he moved in his bed. He couldn't see the opening of the door, but he knew someone was there.
  • After removing the bed, I examined the corpse. I placed my hand on the no longer beating heart. The old man was stone dead; his vulture eye wouldn't bother me any more.
  • I cut the body into pieces and hid them under the planks from the floor where no one could find them. The night waned as I worked hastily. I smiled gaily, knowing that the deed was done. 
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