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Mrs. Margh stepped out from behind the desk. Her feet made a wet sound on the carpet. She began to circle me, her brown eyes watching me hungrily. Her stomach growled, very loudly, making me jump. It sounded like a bathtub being drained. "This isn't fair!" I shouted. "This isn't... human!" Her smile widened. "I am not human," she said. "I am a MONSTER."