The monster body revealed the location of the burial. Em looked across the grassy field and saw the spot. It was at a walking distance. Em walked there, squatted, and then started to dig. She lifted enough soil out of the hole within minutes.

  She saw it.

  Inside the hole were a bunch of dust and the clothes - the same clothes the person had been wearing that day when...

  "I raped her," Em whispered.

  She hadn't raped the person; she had just ejaculated on her cute face. She knew this, but felt as if she had killed the person. She was irrational against herself, although the truth was the opposite. The gang member had done it. Still, she accused herself.

  She stared into the hole, standing still and motionless. She battled with her human mind in her head, listening to the ethical arguments against her. It was like a swirl of guilt. She just listened.

  Then she concluded, "I have become a monster outside, but I am still a human on the inside."

  She felt lost, not physically but emotionally. She was lost physically since the moment she had become what she was. She had been strolling for days, and in fact, didn't know her current location on the planet.

  Also, she just realized something more - she hadn't eaten. She hadn't felt any requirement for hunger to survive. An attribution to the new body. She had been strolling for days but couldn't feel it. Hunger hadn't bothered her as she had felt when she was human.

  An urge of curiosity arose. She felt hungry, not as a need or requirement for survival, but as hunger for pleasure. She wondered about the consequences of eating dust - dust of a human.

  "I am damned already!" she said.

  She squatted down, and her hands moved into the hole, into the dust. She gathered some in her palm, brought it to her mouth, and put it in. She chewed it slowly. The taste of the dust was interestingly satisfying to her monstrous tongue. Her saliva increased and filled up her mouth. After chewing it enough, she swallowed it. It was...

  "Delicious," she said. "I want more!"

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  That night, Em ate all of the dust in the hole. While eating, she experienced a burst of guilt. Still, the emotion wasn't noticeable from the outside. Her navy blue monster body didn't even blink; it didn't even show any sign of emotion. No clue of guilt. No clue of joy either. However, Em felt something more, accompanying the guilt. It was craving.

  "I want to eat dust!" Em shouted. "But I can't resist any emotional conflict."

  She would have cried with tears running down her cheeks if she could.

  After she calmed down, she contemplated this paradox. She wanted to eat dust of a human, but didn't want to cause any injustice at the same time.

  The solution to the paradox might have come after a little thinking.

  "I will take revenge for the person," Em said to herself. "I will kill her murderers."

  That was a sincere lie, a lie she would have to hide behind to get what she wanted. She would kill them for the craving for dust. She had to be prejudiced to soothe her ethical issues. Because of this, she promised herself that she would only devour bad people.

  Who were the bad people? She didn't care about the details. She just pushed the question aside in her mind. Bad people were those who killed innocent people, she thought. That was a good cover.

  Now she had to find the murderers.

  Where would she find them? They might have gone anywhere.

  A clue showed itself as she pondered. The clothes in the hole interested her.

  If her monster body could show the past as if she had lived it firsthand, would it show a hint about the murderers if she licked the spots where their fingers had touched?

  She found this suggestion strange, but there was nothing except this idea.

  Em took the clothes out of the hole. She specifically picked up the shirt because everyone touched it, according to her monstrous insights.

  She stood still, holding the shirt in both hands. She sniffed the shirt, then licked it. She started to chew its fabric like food.

  In a snap of a second, the location of the four murderers emerged from nowhere in her mind. She knew the exact path to take.

  That sudden answer amazed her. She thanked her body for this.

  "I wonder what this body still hides," she said, then set off.

  Her senses navigated her. The first destination was a city. She strolled across the city, trusting her senses and their navigation, even though she felt like a complete stranger to the places she went. However, the senses navigated her very well. She found the location of the murderers as if she had hidden them herself.

  The navigation brought her to a temple, a religious temple, very tall and luxurious, built at the center of the city.

  Em hadn't reached the temple yet. Now she was standing behind a tree on a hill, trying to hide herself from the public while following the navigation.

  The distance between the temple and the hill was far, but despite this, from behind the tree she was hiding, Em could see the huge gate of the temple easily.

  The night was colder than the previous days, and it was expected to rain. Em had heard it from a TV in the city.

  Em's body signaled that the people she was looking for were inside the temple.

  Thinking of them, her mouth began to water. Also, a little doubt was arising. She directly reminded herself of the justice she would serve.

  When the feeling of shame filled up her thoughts, she hit herself on the head, many times, only to increase her awareness.

  With the increase of awareness, she began to fear because she would kill people. She hadn't even killed a mosquito in her entire life, due to her personal philosophy that every creature deserved to live. Now she had to kill real humans.

  "Bad humans," she shouted.