In the twilight of his career, Poe produced this bizarre-crime story, in which an obsessed narrator-- one who's actually given a name this time-- lures the object of his hate into a catacombs. After making the victim Fortunato drunk on Amontillado wine, narrator Montresor imprisons Fortunato behind a wall of bricks and leaves him to die.
Unlike some of Poe's other murderers, apparently no "imp of the perverse" moves Montresor to confess his crime, though it's been suggested that the text of his story is his confession of his deed to either a priest or some official of the law.
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