For me there was nothing but hardship and pain for three months, for that is how long it took us to get to Peru. I had cold sweats in my sleep, and nightmares that were so bad, I screamed. I even thought I saw John a couple of times aboard the ship. I tell you I was paranoid, not mad, but paranoid. I could not sleep, could not eat. I could not think.
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"The Tell-Tale Heart"
RandomIs there a such thing as a perfect crime? A perfect murder? Would you go insane?