Murder, Anyone?

"AND THE SILKEN SAD UNCERTAIN RUSTLING OF EACH PURPLE CURTAIN THRILLED ME---FILLED ME WITH FANTASTIC TERRORS NEVER FELT BEFORE; SO THAT NOW, TO STILL THE BEATING OF MY HEART, I STOOD REPEATING, ' 'TIS SOME VISITOR ENTREATING ENTRANCE AT MY CHAMBER DOOR, SOME LATE VISITOR ENTREATING ENTRANCE AT MY CHAMBER DOOR. THIS IT IS, AND NOTHING MORE.'