Quest For the Forgotten Duck Poop

I wanted to see duck poop but instead I got impaled by a rhino's horn as I was walking down the Savannah. I instantly died, but could see my body underneath me in an out-of-body experience. The rhino shook my dead body with its horn and threw my corpse into the river. It floated.

The vessel that once held the essence of me floated down the crocodile filled River as I floated above it. I reveled in my untimely, brutal end, finding peace in knowing that from this angel I could see all the duck poop. My mission to see duck poop was complete and I died happy.

But for some reason I was not happy. Duck poop: that was the purpose of my deadly mission? Quacking excrement is my legacy? I didn't like that deal at all. I started to wonder about haunting, what it takes. Because there were a few folks I'd like to give a good scare.

I waited for a few hours.Maybe this duck poop would do something. As night hit, I groaned. I had told myself I’d only stay for a bit to see if it did anything. It had been 10 hours. I decided I’d be better off going back with the duck poop. Perhaps I’d be able to die then.

Within seconds, the duck turns into a beautiful girl with white hair and green eyes. Feathers cover her body. She jumps backward and holds her hands together. She leans forward and presses her lips against theirs. Within seconds, she is gone. A flower crown is left on their head.