The Tell-Tale Heart - Officer Point of View

Looking at the cloudy night, as dark as it had been since midnight, we gingerly drank our 4 o'clock coffee with some crumpets looking at the early morning fog through the window. We were interrupted by a call from the chief telling us that a shriek had been heard in the house on 76th street. Immediately in a cursory manner we walked toward the house clad with big puffy coats and abrasive guns --hidden under the coats so no one could see them-- for protection.

With a grimace crossing our faces, we walked across the street to our objective. We rang the doorbell, and immediately a middle aged man opened the door for us. For what I could surmise he didn't had anything to do with the suspicion, or at least it looked like it. I informed him that we had been disputed to search the premises, and with a smile on his face he welcomed us to the warm house. As we entered we electrified the house turning on the lights on and simulated to inventory stuff in the house that we found "suspicious", but there weren't really any. Really quickly, the man brought us some seats, and desired us to rest there from their fatigues as he got himself another seat. We talked about familiar things and he always answered cheerfully. We continued talking, and after a while I noticed he was getting a little pale, but I didn't say anything maybe he felt dehydrated or something for all the talking. But then, after getting more paler he started to talk more fluently, was I the only one that was noticing this? It felt like it... I just ignored it, when suddenly:

"Villains!" he shrieked, "I dissemble no more! I admit the deed -- tear up the planks! -- here, here! -- It is the beating of his hideous heart".


After this,we derived that something was wrong....The first few seconds, we all started at him, he was definitely crazy. He was breathing hard and looked anxious for some reason. My mate had grabbed the man and handcuffed him, I notice something under the wooden floor. Something that wasn't supposed to be there... I succumbed to my curiosity, and found it. I pulled the rectangular wooden board, and there it was: the gruesome body of the old man! We called more officers to take the man to a mental hospital were he could take care of, and my mates and I endeavored to investigate further, and find more about this case...