Fortunato's Point of View
By: 1000th Ghost
"What a kidder," I thought to myself. " Montresor would almost be a better jester than I."
I waited for him to let me out, but he didn't seem to be coming.
"Is he serious?" I asked myself. "But, no. Surely my beloved friend would not be driven to do such a thing as coldblooded murder!" I started to scream, realization finally dawning on me. I am not sure if he heard me, if he did he did nothing about it. He put the last brick in place, and I realized that my time on this earth was finished. I faintly heard him call my name, but I did not attempt to answer.
"What did I do to deserve this?" I wondered. "What have I done to anger my dear friend?"
But try as I might, I would think of no answer. With a sigh, I closed my eyes for the last time.