"The eye was open! ... And I grew furious to gaze upon it.", originally uploaded by arthennessey.
"I resolved to open a little -- a very, very little crevice in the lantern. So I opened it -- you cannot imagine how stealthily, stealthily -- until at length a single dim ray like the thread of the spider shot out from the crevice and fell upon the vulture eye.
It was open, wide, wide open, and I grew furious as I gazed upon it. I saw it with perfect distinctness -- all a dull blue with a hideous veil over it that chilled the very marrow in my bones, but I could see nothing else of the old man's face or person, for I had directed the ray as if by instinct precisely upon the damned spot. "
That's me performing as the famous narrator of Poe's Tell-Tale Tale Heart.
I tell ghost stories every October up in Salem, MA during Chilling Tales, which is produced by Salem Theatre Company.
The three other tales in the evening are Poe's Manuscript Found in a Bottle, (told that story two years ago,) and Hawthorne's Wives of the Dead.
The shows run on Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. More information here. I am one of four different performers who tell the story in rotation throughout the month.
(NOTE: If you would like to see me perform, you can send me an e-mail and I will let you know the nights/times I am on.)