Something strange

"WHAT THE HECK IS HAPPENING?!" I screamed, then turned to look at the girl—no... 

… this… 

… this isn't human… 

… what the hell is this?!

"#$%^&*())(&%$#$%&*(," Incomprehensible gibberish left her mouth to my ears, and slowly her features began to contort into something… inhuman.

"Shit… I should have realized it," I muttered, willing more strength to move, but my body just wouldn't obey.

A mimic. 

I really should have realized this earlier. 

No wonder the scene just didn't add up. 

Why did it all have to happen the moment I was passing by? 

What was a human-looking girl doing in the dwarven empire? 

Why did the orc, which should have so little intelligence, sense my presence?

All these questions… now I have the answer.

It's because the girl wasn't even human in the first place. 

She wasn't the victim of the orc. 

No. 

The orc was the victim all along. 

But…