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“I was very dreadfully nervous.” Melvin admitted. “But surely not mad!” “I never said you were mad.” Said Dr. Conroy, the forensic psychologist of the prison. “In fact, I believe you Melvin, I believe in your sanity Melvin.” “If you believed, I would not be sitting in front of you!” Melvin said stely. “Well, I suppose I would be able to help you, if you told me what had happened.” Dr. Conroy said in a placid calming voice.Dr. Conroy’s words seemed to convince him to some extent. Biting his nails, Melvin began his story. “It’s unclear how initially the image was visualized in my mind. But the moment I had the idea, I knew it would not leave me.” He expressed with anxiety. “My motivation was neither passion nor desire for money, but rather a fear of the old man’s evil eye.”“Would you describe the eye, Melvin?”“He has a clouded, pale, blue "vulture-like" eye.” Melvin was picturing the old man’s eye with every detail. “Whenever his eyes bored into mine, my blood curdled. And so I determined to slay him and get free of the eye.”“Here is the point.” Melvin whispered anxiously. “You may condemn me mad, A few words/ Keywords...