00:00imagine trusting your friend walking with him through dark tunnels laughing together and then realizing too late that he plans
00:08to bury you alive the night of the carnival was loud and bright masks music and wine filled the streets
00:14but in the shadows
00:15a man named Montressor waited patiently he smiled when he saw Fortunato a man dressed like a jester already drunk
00:24and proud of his wine knowledge Fortunato Montressor called warmly I have something rare a cask of a Montellato wine
00:32but I'm not sure if it's real Fortunato's eyes lit up a Montellato impossible let me taste it Montressor hesitated
00:40pretending to care you're coughing badly the catacombs are cold
00:45perhaps I should ask someone else Fortunato laughed proudly no I'll judge the wine down they went deeper and deeper
00:53into the underground catacombs the air became damp the walls were lined with bones Fortunato coughed but his pride pushed
01:01him forward finally they reached a small dark chamber this is where the Montellato is Montressor said quietly Fortunato stepped
01:10inside suddenly clang chain snapped around his wrists at first
01:15he laughed a joke right but Montressor said nothing brick by brick he began sealing the wall Fortunato's laughter turned
01:24into screams then begging then silence Montressor placed the final stone and whispered softly into the darkness for fifty years
01:33no one has disturbed them and somewhere behind that wall Fortunato is still buried alive
01:39and wouldn't give a minute to this moment to
01:39you
01:39so
01:39so
01:39you
01:39so
01:39cannot
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