The Warm Monster

She was walking hurriedly through the corridor.She had a sheaf of papers in her hand. Her mind was racing faster than her body. In her mind there was just one magical word - copies, copies. She reached the room where the monster was kept. There was nobody in the room. She kept the papers on the monster and turned on the monster.The monster spoke to her in some unintelligible mechanical language. She ignored. She was immobile but her mind was still racing - this time to the learning place. She waited for the monster to warm up. Her impatience grew with the passing time. She started cursing and ultimately started kicking the monster. There was a metallic sound. The monster opened it's big mouth and swallowed her.There was short period of meaningful silence. After sometime the monster warmed up and started the copying work. When he came to the room, the room was empty except for the copies that were lying on the floor.


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