The officers POV:
I knocked on the door as the two other officers stood next to me we were greeted by a man we informed him of why we were here and why we needed to search the premises due to a report about a shriek suspicion of foul play had been aroused. The man just smiled and explained to us that it was nothing more than him, a shriek from his own dream and explained that the old man was absent from the country. He let us in and showed us around the house and even let us search for anything and to search well until he leads us to the old man's chambers and showed that none of his treasures were disturbed at all and left where they've been before untouched.
He brought chairs into the room and desired that we'd rest from our fatigues. We chatted of familiar things while so the man grew pale he talks more fluently with a heightened voice, he spoke more vehemently until arguing about trifles with violent gesticulations he paced back and forth and swung the chair he been sitting on and grated up against the boards. We continued to chat pleasantly until he shrieked ''Villains!, dissemble no more! I admit the deed!-tear up the planks! Here, here!-It is the being of his hideous heart!''
This was just smth for a ELA thing at school for the story "The Tell-Tale Heart'' narrative writing prompt as we write in the polices POV
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