Duck

Here I am, my best friend barely functional after drinking some sort of hell water, I could already see the feathers beginning to sprout on her neck. Looking up to me, her voice ruined by lack of use, she said “Run Tessah, run. I can already feel the never-ending desire for bread and…” Her statement was interrupted by a loud and bloodcurdling quack, yet she continued talking and trying her best to get her last words as something still comparable to a human out. “I can’t see you wind up the same way… I can only try to hold them off. Take the elevator, make it to the time machine, live!” Trying to push past me, she begged, but I couldn’t let go of her arm. Not ready to lose the last human I had found in this water-fowl infested world, I cried out in a final bout of desperation “I.. I love you” before she looked at me, slight tears flowing past her newly forming orange beak.